Pete Droge Blindly
The trees are hiding moonlight
The clouds are lids screwed on tight
And I can hear the peaceful feel unsatisfied
And how many hours,
Till daylight towers
And won’t she meet me on the other end of night
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I think I see
And I can make it,
Yeah I can take it, blindly
My face is finally aging
Showing the years of raging
And I got whiskers now but still can’t grow a beard
And so many miles,
And pasted smiles
And ch ch ch chasing down my childhood dreams
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I think I’m free
And I can make it,
Yeah I can take it, blindly
Secret dreams are laying
Got too stuck on playing
A face that stretches out across the demon in my head
Is it a sin,
To want to win
Most regrets I’ve gathered came from caving in
Darkness has a way of shedding light on me
Seems the more I’m lost the more I’m feeling free
And I can make it,
Yeah I can take it, blindly
