Who's in charge now? It seems that Karma's not around Either that or he's forgotten about me Well I've found out from intuition alone It's a safety net for those who fear death and I can't believe Like a man gone blind I'm searching for the color in life So far I've found nothing The whites and the greys bleed me dry But I'll survive And the sad part is I'm as young as I'll ever be The irony is All this darkness It blinds me But the saving grace is I know where the door is Though I never thought that I'd have to use it Can anyone out there foreshadow my pain? No, I don't want to watch myself wither away Like a man gone blind I'm searching for the color in life So far I've found nothing The whites and the greys bleed me dry But I'll survive