The View

The View

Swept up in the blackout

now blind behind the wheel

the clouds are fleeing

They’re falling from the sky

 

Everything’s turning into impression

The detail’s are fading

and then you come and guide me

Put your hands on mine

 

Bring it all back into view.

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