I know, I know you're tired and scared to move Because 
there wasn't any room to grow. I know I know you want to 
collect all the pages you find and hide them away for a 
brighter time. I know you wanted to wash the colors from 
this canvas But there wasn't any time. And you think you 
know the best way to freedom. There are fewest 
distractions in a world without pigment. Is everybody 
going blind? I know I know your secrets (I know I know, I 
know) Because you whispered them into my ears when you 
thought that I was sleeping. Then you went underground to 
pass the time, to pass the timeWasted , are you wasted 
here? Is everybody going blind, is everybody going blind?