don't blink

Really need to be elsewhere Taking maybe half my stuff Sinking through the hole in the rug Dragging my nails down the way Reading lips through car windows Touching glass with blinded hands Nothing written, smoothed out sand Raindrops are heavenly braille Heavenly braille And here we are, wearing clothes Here we are, wearing clothes Casting stones at caving walls Adding to the rubble mound Shivering at the crisp hard sound Beaten palms reach out for more Pilgrimage to higher -- yet higher -- hills Seeking the aurora's grace Wondering why, why fade away Leaving us to the black abyss Don't blink! You'll miss it Reading lips through car windows Touching glass with blinded hands Nothing written, smoothed out sand Raindrops are heavenly braille Heavenly braille And here we are, wearing clothes Here we are, wearing clothes And here we are, wearing clothes Here we are Here we are