Blind

arm in arm gazing into diamond light

the pitch-black night is crowded with stars

hand in hand climbing up the highest hill

to get the bird's-eye view of where we've been



like phases of the moon gone and back again

spreading out the maps and tracing every turn

we took side by side

sometimes i lose a day



without a trace

a veil of shadows falls around my face

my vision fades but i see you as you walk away

i see you clearly as i walk away