Living in another realm of time Awaiting great friends barking "you're a fraud" Until that minute the stomach rots All that dancing in the wind was deliberate Or the opposite In the sunscented light Felt the eye Begin to burn Lost all sight I'm still blind How to see if the spots never subside And I got it bad I know you'd hate to hear it Soon as I see the light I know the dark is coming You've got it bad You know I loathe to hear it Your canvas blank Forgotten painting In the sunscented light Felt the mind Begin to turn Masking eye I'm still blind How to see if the spots never subside