Blind Sublime

It looks a dream, I could conquer it

The soft hills and shores, beguiled and silent lights

It looks a dream and smells the same

I could conquer it and still feel sane

The soft hills and shores, beguiled and silent lights

The sun waits softly, we talk a lot

Too much to say, we're still too proud

It looks a dream and feels the same

I could conquer it and still feel sane

It looks a dream and smells the same

I submit to it and still feel sane

I submit to it and still feel sane

The people best are simple here

And thought escapes me, no judge, no fear

No burning fear, their eyes don't pierce

Slowly worked, smoke ringed arms

It's too hot to mention, slow worked

Slow smoked arms, luck turned an ear

I shout to time that nothing stays

Nothing lasts and damn to change

Though then I read a book a line

Which says we sleep in blind sublime

Deaf and dumb in human lands

To break and free needs different hands

To pull us to a different space

Where things are wider, out of place

It looks a dream and smells the same

I could conquer it and still feel sane

It looks a dream and smells the same

I'd submit to it and still feel sane

I'd submit to it and still feel sane

I'd submit to it and still feel sane