Now I'm Blind - Loner Deer

Will you forgive me if I'm coming off a little bit obtuse? Well it's been a minute now, since I have had to tell the truth I know, I can I won't Suppose I thought that by this moment I would have it figured out But instead, I tend to spend my days consumed by seeds of doubt I know, I can I won't Oh, darlin' it goes on and on, and on Always forever 'til I'm barely holdin' on End of my tether, and I know it won't be long It won't be long 'til it's gone So here's to my beautiful life That seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now" I try to tell myself my best days are the ones that lie ahead But I'm always looking back on things I wish I'd never said I know, I can I won't Oh, darlin' it goes on and on, and on Always forever 'til I'm barely holdin' on End of my tether, and I know it won't be long It won't be long 'til it's gone So here's to my beautiful life That seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now" I won't lie, I'm a mess, yeah But I'll get there, and no I won't lie, I'm a mess, yeah But I'll get there So here's to my beautiful life It seems to leave me so unsatisfied No sense of self, but self-obsessed I'm always trapped inside my fucking head On and on and on, on and on and on On and on and on, on and on and on Said, "Thought I'd be happier somehow If you were wondering how I'm feeling now"

I took a course in hallelujah I went to night school for de-blues I took some stuff they said would cool ya Heh-hah But nothin' seemed to light my fuse But it's all in the past Like the check that's in the mail She was a tall whiskey glass I was an old hound dog That just loved to chase his tail Until I met a blind man Who taught me how to see-hee Yay-yah A blind man Who could change night into day And if-ah I can I'm gonna make you come with me-hee Yay-yuh Because-ah here come the sun And we'll be chasin' all the clouds away Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah-yeah-yeah I've had some lovers, like a joyride Some things are never what they seem My heavens turned into a landslide-dah Ah-thank God, I woke up from that dreah-heam I met a blind man Who taught me how to see-hee Yeah! Blind man Who could change night into day And if-ah I can I'm gonna make you come with me-hee Yay-uh Because-ah here come the sun And we'll be chasing all the clouds away The bees chase honey And drink all the flowers dry We'll be savin' us a little money An' if that don't do it, then I know the reason why Don't make no sense lightin' candles-zah There's too much moonlight in my life I met a blind man Ah-who taught me how to see-hee Yay-yuh Blind man Who could change night into day And if-ah I can I'm gonna make you come with me-heeee Ah-ah-ah-ah-yeah Because-ah here comes the sun Ain't no surprise Ain't-no-doubt-about-it Gonna-open-up-my-eyes Yoh-doh, leh-hee, hoo-doo, leh-hee Hoo-doo, leh-hee, hoo-doo, leh-hee Nah-nah, nah, lah, laah Lah-lah, nah, nah, naah Nah, nah, lah, lah, laah Nah, nah, lah, lah, laaah

Darlin' I know you're sleepin' But there's something that I just got to say Wonder if you'll hear me while you're dreamin' You make a lifetime out of every day Thanks to you now I know All my dreams can come true Blind Faith in you Oh yeah I got blind Faith in you Oh yeah... Your eyes keep things well hidden Just a hint of what you're feelin' inside And the first day that I met you I consider the first day of my life Thanks to you now I know All my dreams can come true Blind Faith in you Oh yeah I got blind faith in you Oh... Yeah, and I'm not sure I deserve a woman so true, but I love... That you think I do With You and Faith, beside me Well, I'm feelin' stronger every day Blind faith in you Oh yeah I got blind faith in you It's true, oh yeah Blind faith in you Oh yeah I got blind faith in you... And I'm not sure, and I deserve a woman so true... but I love... That you think I do.

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

One, two, three Why are you hanging on so tight To the rope that I'm hanging from? Off this island, this was an escape plan (this was an escape plan) Carefully timed it, so let me go And dive into the waves below Who tends the orchards? Who fixes up the gables? Emotional torture from the head of your high table Who fetches the water from the rocky mountain spring? And walk back down again to feel your words and their sharp sting And I'm getting fucking tired The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ended, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour You make me do too much labour Apologies from my tongue, and never yours Busy lapping from flowing cup and stabbing with your fork I know you're a smart man (I know you're a smart man), and weaponise The false incompetence, it's dominance under a guise If we had a daughter, I'd watch and could not save her The emotional torture, from the head of your high table She'd do what you taught her, she'd meet the same cruel fate So now I've gotta run, so I can undo this mistake At least I've gotta try The capillaries in my eyes are bursting If our love died, would that be the worst thing? For somebody I thought was my saviour You sure make me do a whole lot of labour The calloused skin on my hands is cracking If our love ends, would that be a bad thing? And the silence haunts our bed chamber You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then a virgin, nurse then a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant Just an appendage, live to attend him So that he never lifts a finger 24-7, baby machine So he can live out his picket fence dreams It's not an act of love if you make her You make me do too much labour All day, every day, therapist, mother, maid (The capillaries in my eyes are bursting) Nymph then virgin, nurse and a servant (If our love died, would that be the worst thing?) Just an appendage, live to attend him (For somebody I thought was my saviour) So that he never lifts a finger (You sure make me do a whole lot of labour) 24-7, baby machine (The calloused skin on my hands is crackin') So he can live out his picket fence dreams (If our love ends, would that be a bad thing?) It's not an act of love if you make her (And the silence haunts our bed chamber) You make me do too much labour