Painted blue across my eyes
  And tied the linen on
  And I'm on my way
  Looking for the paradigm
  So I can pass it off
  Is it on my side
      Is to the sky
  Looking to the sky and down
  Searching for a ground
  With my good eye closed
      If I took you for a ride
  Would you take it wrong
  Or would you make it right
  Looking for a pedestal
  That I can put you on
  And be on my way
      Is it to the sky
  Looking to the sky and down
  Searching for a ground
  With my good eye closed
      Stop you're trying to bruise my mind
  I can do it on my own
  Stop you're trying to kill my time
  It's been my death since I was born
  I don't remember have the time
  If I'm hiding or I'm lost
  But I'm on my way