Bright White Blind

They built me a cornerless room

Painted my eyes a dull, wide blue

Left an open door, as if i'd know my way

Among the grinning shapes of these days

These shadow less days

Once believed

Flinging yourself against the glass

Would set free

The burning images there

The sheet went up

And all your feats took the shapes of hands

Of puppeteers

Showing pretty birds in silhouette

A thousand suns

Rise over and over in the sky

Until the void

Is glowing with their bright white blind

Without the clock tick

I've fallen through the endless in-between

Without my measured pain

Who'll tell me when it's time to leave

I hang in this net

So far above the flame

So high that i may never feel

Another thing