Lyrics

I am blind
I am the moss
I am the green
My beating heart

Somewhere in the midst of the park
You took my hand and you confessed
What no one could have ever guessed
Was slowly forming in the dark

Somewhere near the edge of the green
A thought was forming in my mind
Of something willowy and blind
That neither one of us had seen

The clouds revealed the moon
The pines began to swoon
The branches formed a part
From the shadows walked a “man”

I am blind
I am the moss
I am the green
My beating heart

Somewhere in the old book of spells
You conjured up a demon form
Hunting blindly like a black storm
Using his thought and touch and smells

Somewhere in broken shadow light
He notched an arrow on the string
He pulled it back and let it sing
A magic bullet in the night

The clouds revealed the moon
The pines began to swoon
The branches formed a part
From the shadows walked a “man”

I am blind
I am the moss
I am the green
My beating heart...