You think 
I'm blind, 
I can see for miles 
You think 
I'm happy 'cause 
I smile But beneath flies a bird with a neck for a noose and bricks for cargo 
You think 
I'm blind, 
I can see for miles 
You think 
I'm gonna fake this smile 
But I'll turn it loose on stones and air with its guts for cargo 
And its pockets full, and its pockets full 
There's a whole full of old blind men pointing in one direction 
With their pockets full 
So blind, they're tripping over their own deception 
With their pockets full 
You think 
I'm blind, 
I can see for miles 
You think 
I'm happy 'cause 
I smile But beneath flies a bird with a neck for a noose and bricks for cargo 
You think 
I'm blind, 
I can see for miles 
You think 
I'm gonna fake this smile 
But I'll turn it loose on stones and air with its guts for cargo 
And its pockets full 
Too, too blind, 
I wander in the wrong direction 
With my pockets full ??? in one direction 
With my pockets full 
You think 
I'm blind, but 
I can see for miles 
You think 
I'm happy - but 
I can take this smile 
And turn it loose to live on stones and air for its own protection 
With its pockets full 
You think 
I'm blind 
You think 
I'm blind 
You think 
I'm blind