Blind Mind

(Joe Pereira)

Sight’s a window, and at times it can deceive

a troubled mind that’s struggling to survive

The glass is fogging up and 

little light is getting through

Dim reflections messing up a tired mind

Blind with eyes wide open 

Trying to understand 

Guided by some vision

And dealt a losing hand

sight is useless to a blind mind

To someone who doesn’t see 

Right from wrong or how it’s meant to be

Sight is useless to a blind mind

To someone who only fights

Someone who is blinded by the light

Desperate to be right

In the shadows filled with lies and fantasy

Long-held beliefs keep adding to the misery

Blind with eyes wide open 

Trying to understand 

Guided by some vision

And dealt a losing hand

sight is useless to a blind mind

To someone who doesn’t see 

Right from wrong or how it’s meant to be

(How it’s meant to be)

Sight is useless to a blind mind

To someone who only fights

Someone who is blinded by the light

Desperate to be right