fineerie

you
turn
sorrow
back 
and then
forth
I chased the night too late to
live right
I chased the moon so white
lies bright
I chased the tell-tell eyes to
silence whys

you 
turn
sorrow
back
and then
forth
I'll face the gods and howl 
wolf-like
I'll face the entombed dead and take
what is mine
I'll face the tell-tell eyes
until I'm blind

I'm blind, I'm blind, I'm blind
and I tell    tell        myself
i'm fine, i'm fine
it crawls up my spine
i'm fine
i'm fine
i'm fine
i'm fine, i'm fine
i'm fine, i'm fine, i'm fine
i'm fine, i'm fine
i'm fine