Stefan Thiesen
Mitglied
This Blind Man
Even though we fly along this winding road
I must remain silent,
for I know it is merely a dream.
And certainly, loads of stuff must be expected,
coming my way,
drowning, suffocating, demanding,
whether I want it, or not.
This blind man grabs me from within,
in a desert of false emotion.
He is ugly - but brilliant,
yet doesn't know what he wants,
being hard to convince for his own special reasons....
Even though we fly along this winding road
I must remain silent,
for I know it is merely a dream.
And certainly, loads of stuff must be expected,
coming my way,
drowning, suffocating, demanding,
whether I want it, or not.
This blind man grabs me from within,
in a desert of false emotion.
He is ugly - but brilliant,
yet doesn't know what he wants,
being hard to convince for his own special reasons....