Eyes don’t open leaving our mother’s womb
Blind babies walk in clouded fields of lies
When the valleys clear you’ll long for your tomb
It all begins when simplicity dies
Humanity hurls water in your face
Washed over eyes no longer blind see the truth
Infinite fields turn to walls you can’t erase
A mind that becomes shackles ends your youth
Once a pretty landscape turns polluted
The same field seen through refurbished lenses
All the promise turns to feeling muted
Thoughts see life’s gospel loosing all its senses
A ripe conscience pleads for old perception
Innocence is the cruelest deception
