Blind Lyrics - The Echoing Green

Blind
Staring in the face of fallacyStepping on the glass of serenitySleeping in the arms of irony...I find you.You taste the crimeAnd slowly remind meOf times when the "light"Was blinding to meAnd the glow is getting bright...But it's not light.Sipping from the cup of tragedyEntangled in the web of vanityWhile spitting in the face of sanity...I find you.The peace in your mindIs deceptive by designThe pride behind your eyesIs blindingAnd the glow is getting white...But it's not lightIt's the daylight breaking downIn your mindAs the darkness tells its solitary lieIt's not lightIt's not lightIt's not the lightThat's blinding