Myopic Visions from Myopic Visions by Life Partners

With a dilated eye, we look toward the future
And though it's not right, we feed off the creature
With a one in my hand, I will free the believer
Something that I can't understand:
Overlook the overseer

And talk so much that no one will see that crutch
We'll talk so much that no one will see that crutch

As you wake to the light, to the noise in your speaker
You will meet the demand, take blood from the weaker
We'll turn stone into sand, a golden receiver
And we'll live on the land and die in the ether

And talk so much that no one will see that crutch
We'll talk so much that no one will see that crutch

• Rock
• White Plains