it's hard to rely on my good intentions

when my head's full of things that i can't mention

seems i usually get things right

but i can't understand what i did last night



it's hard to rely on my own good senses

when i miss so much that requires attention

have to laugh at myself sometimes

and i can see that i'm not blind



there's little relief

give us reprieve

for all the things i've left behind

i'm positive that i'm not blind



i'm not afraid things won't get better

but it feels like this has gone on forever

you have to cry with your own blue tears

have to laugh with your own good cheer



it's hard to rely on my good intentions

when my head's full of things that i can't mention

seems i usually get things right

but i can't understand what i did last night



there's little relief

give us reprieve

imagining the world outside

i'm positive that i'm not blind



i can't be hard on you

'cause you know i've been there too

learned a lot of things from you



but life gives little relief

give us reprieve

and when everyone is cold as ice

i clinch my fists and close my eyes

imagining the world outside

but i can see that i'm not blind