Among The Blind

in a way it broke my spine.
before that i was doing fine.
now i feel low as six feet down.
could i be the one you're looking for.

buried alive all the time.
but the doctor said i'm fine.

must be a problem with my mind.
can doctors help me with the life i want?

better drink between the pines.
lay awake near the railway lines.
dance a jig among the blind.

and speak no ill words anymore.
this is the song of our intwine.
where we were doing fine.

and i need a rowboat
to cross the lake that keeps us in divide