wool over eyes

well i'm running out of new words to say

and the sky has been the grayest blue for days

and the slowly growing sympathy waits for me on every face

i'm trying to figure out what clearer is

and i look for clues in awkward silences

i don't know what happened but i've been this way ever since

and the truth that keeps me up at night is somehow hard to recognize

and the wool is keeping both my eyes closed

and everybody knows

there are elephants in every room i see

they're softly hung beneath the words we speak

we've sugarcoated everything and now it's rotting out my teeth

and the truth that keeps me up at night

is the hardest thing to recognize

and the wool is telling my eyes what to see

and everybody knows but me

to live you have to know what to ignore

decisions set the good and bad at war

your life is what you've chosen

but living is the back and forth

and the truth that keeps me up at night

is the hardest thing to recognize

and the wool is pulling my eyes closed

closed

and time's not what she used to be

she's turned into an enemy

and all that was in front of me is behind

god knows how i tried.