blind eye
hunters & collectors
when success is on your mind
but true direction is missing
you know the gods have lied - but you're still smitten. by the stars in your eyes
i can tell you know where you are
smile sweetly and you'll be forgiven. you're almost free - almost free to come and go
bed sitting room for ambitious prisoner. walk away
don't take no for an answer
turn a blind eye to it all
down in queensway. like a bulldozer chasing butterflies
down sad english streets you wander
over sleeping bodies you step lightly. all the snow on the ground
- lets you pass by without a sound
one last look before you disappear. walk away
don't take no for an answer
turn a blind eye to it all