• Tell me blind man, what do you see,
  • When we sit all alone and you listen to me?
  • Tell tales of glory from my distant past
  • Before I found out my youth wouldn’t last
  • A hero, or the empty shell of a man?
  • Or someone who did the best they can?
  • You can throw your head back and feel the warm sun
  • But rainbows aren’t for everyone
  • I’ll tell you blind man, just what I see
  • When we sit here and talk, and you listen to me
  • Though the windows of your soul might be shattered
  • We sang and laughed and it never mattered
  • I see your eyes shine, so bright like the sun
  • I wish rainbows were for everyone

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