Painted blue across my eyes
and tied the linen on
and i'm on my way
looking for the paradigm
so i can pass it off
is it on my side

is to the sky
looking to the sky and down
searching for a ground
with my good eye closed

if i took you for a ride
would you take it wrong
or would you make it right
looking for a pedestal
that i can put you on
and be on my way

is it to the sky
looking to the sky and down
searching for a ground
with my good eye closed

stop you're trying to bruise my mind
i can do it on my own
stop you're trying to kill my time
it's been my death since i was born
i don't remember have the time
if i'm hiding or i'm lost
but i'm on my way