Nous on broken wings Blown away Blends in other thoughts To evergrey Grows an enforced frown In teardrops while I forgot The language to survive My eyes Are duller and strained than before No delight, in my eyes All I tried Like flowing sand in my hand Unrecognised by my withered eyes Hopes in blisters cause A cold embrace And blench in front of my Invalid haze In tears, I'm bearing My disguise The sea of craving Lies so quiet My eyes Are duller and strained than before No delight, in my eyes All I tried Like flowing sand in my hand Unrecognised by my withered eyes My eyes Are duller and strained than before No delight, in my eyes All I tried Like flowing sand in my hand Unrecognised by my withered eyes My eyes Are duller and strained than before No delight, in my eyes All I tried Like flowing sand in my hand Unrecognised by my withered eyes