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