Winter solstice the hampton roads 4th annual parade of the blind lyrics

even your martyr wears his best suit to this affair

logical reasoning is something you should shoot for

i'll aim for the sky myself



soaring above our city

your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth

now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs

i've been wounded but not fatally



don't even bother trying to assemble the puzzle

for my compassion is missing

and i'm canceling wishes by the skyful

moving forward i lose track of time and my sense of sight



visit him lord and kiss his cheek for me

and thank him for the glasses

you saved me from his grasp and cleaned all of my wounds



the towel in the ring

alone like yourself



all alone



i sit and read your letters and i force a smile



soaring above our city

your heart loses its balance and plummets to this earth

now i walk in circles flipping through old photographs

i've been wounded but not fatally