a memory lapse

a heart that collapsed

a fragmented time

that's turned into math

i can't stand the sight

i turn my eyes



a pressure here

a pressure here



when i say "i don't know"

it means "i don't want you to know"

my plans will change

i will pack then be ready to go

and drive away from this tar-heeled state



and go back to omaha

a place i know i will be safe



(your eyes are blind)

what i'm listening to

it's not logical

that's why i'm leaving you

because that's possible



now i can't pretend

to be someone i am not

the bed that you made for me

used to put me right to sleep

but now i lie awake

slowly devising this speech

your plans have failed

you are shaking, you're chilled and you're weak



(your eyes are blind)