I was wearing blinders
to stave off the reminders
(of your image),
never contemplating the incinerating
(of my bondage).
The rites of spring had no meaning
in my brain
and I could cling, icicle-ing,
just the same.
And all the time you saw me,
you could not thaw me.
Now you've made blind eyes open
and sunlight streams in.
And everything's clear as crystal,
enlightenment.
Like a frozen snowfield, I could never reveal
(my true colors).
I would never listen to all that I was missing
(with the others).
You stepped into my field of view
and triggered
my cupid snare.
Who would have dared
to figure
that all the time you saw me,
you could not thaw me?
And now you've made blind eyes open
and sunlight streams in.
Everything's clear as crystal,
enlightenment.
I curse my warped perspective.
Just when I least expect it,
the tables turn, the candles burn
at both ends and my nerve ends send
sensational headlines to my brain.
And now you've made blind eyes open
and sunlight streams in.
And everything's clear as crystal,
enlightenment.
Now you've made blind eyes open,
sunlight streams in.
And everything's clear as crystal,
enlightenment.
Now you've made blind eyes open.