lost my sight in spite of what you heard
you think by now that i would have learned
ducked outside to see what i could smell
was greeted by the sandstorm from hell
who could see with sand up in their eyes?
(i can see the standup in disguise)
tore myself in two to break your stride
winter months will keep me warm inside
it's all a wash once i see what's behind
the hollow stares and shaken line of sight.
who could see with sand up in their eyes?
(i can see the standup in disguise)