Deakin
Good House
if I find with theseYou might find that there's no eyesIt's a finding of whyAnd I can't hear my brains And I'm watching for wholeness in this lightAnd now this blindness is lightsWhen there's solid each squareAnd you solidly see all these things that you don't knowAnd all these things and I'm on the angels on all of this thinkingAnd lightsSide lightsWhen I try to get soWhy don't you try to get so (?)Finding the thingsIt's not even with him in light of these energy's heroes
From Letras Mania