Born Blind

I keep cornering the truth
Like a fleeing stag
Under the blistering moonlight
I keep swaying forward but never back
Is that all I ever do right?

I keep gathering scars
Like an antique vase
Lost to the reddening stormtide
I keep shouting out symbols through shattered jaws
Setting my watch to wartime

Can I really choose if I don't know the options?
'Cause this is all I've felt
Do we ever use even a fraction of the caution
That we ought to when we meet ourselves?

I'm not pleading my way through a trial by fire
Not when the fire was once mine
I'm not kneeling for spirits who get worn and tired
I think it's their fault I was born blind

Can I really choose if I don't know the options?
'Cause this is all I've felt
Do we ever use even a fraction of the caution
That we ought to when we meet ourselves?

If I was once mine
I was a lie
If I was born blind
What the fuck is sight?

My God I don't even know who you are any more
My God I don't even know who you are any more
(Woah woah)
My God I don't even know what you want anymore
(Woah)
My God I don't even know who you are any more
(Woah woah)
My God I don't even know what you want anymore
(Woah)