Sean Watkins Brick Window
I'm this thick black curtain that you see
Invitations all went out with ease
Ninety-two chances for connection die
Replaced by pitch black and blinding light
You'll find empty space where life should be
Void of everything that you should see
Can you hear a cry for help behind this wall
Ten feet thick and twenty high?
Behind all this makeup is no one you know (Behind...)
I safely speak the truth and watch confusion grow
(Safely speak the truth and watch confusion...)
Can someone my potential realize?
Can you tear me down and show your eyes?