Short Staffed At The Gene Pool

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

As i fly through the eye unaware
That the man at the helm is more scared
Of losing his money than his mind or his hold on the sky

And the wings on his rings that he wears
Bend and bow to the man splitting hairs
Between the weight of his pennies and the birds in the sky
And what makes them fly

And the stone inside the seed is what feeds the rose
And the bud that grows from weed
Is more knowing than those
Who purge the fishless sea
From their sinking boat
'cause the skin is all they see
For a glimpse of gold
For a glimpse of gold

The big dirty sky's gonna fall in on me
It's heavy from the ashes of my lamplight
And if it rains inside, does it wash it all clean
Away from the burden of sight

If i bear my fruit
And invite the world to see
If i bear my fruit
Would you tear it from my tree

I'm still running around in here
I'm still waiting to see
I'm still running around in here
I'm still looking for me

Now this big dirty cloud is gonna rain down on me
It's heavy from the red eye of sight
But i'm still running round inside me
Though i built a little castle for my lamplight

If i bear my fruit
And invite the world to see
If i bear my fruit
Would you tear it from my tree

I'm still running around in here
I'm still waiting to see
And i'm still running around in here
I'm still looking for me

Now my big, hollow sun is burnin' out of control
And love is rainin' down on my lamplight
If want is luxury and need is revenge
The need was burnin' holes in me last night

If i bear my fruit
And invite the world to see
If i bear my fruit
Would you tear it from my tree

I'm still running around in here
I'm still running around in here
I'm still running around in here
I'm still running around in here

Transparent wings flash
Saltwaters lash
From eyes in a brainstorm
Go blow yer own
Horn of plenty
But please come gently
To the waterside
To dip yer toe and sink your
Sink your skinny hide

And on these eyes
A penny lies to pay my way through the storm
And guide me to the light of home
Where i sleep alone.

And on these eyes
A penny lies to pay my way through the storm
And guide me to the light of home
Where i sleep alone

On the waterside
Where i sleep alone
On the waterside
Where i sleep alone

And on the bank where my heart sank
In clay wet from a rainstorm
I dug my own hope and i sleep
Please come quietly
To the waterside
To dig yer hole and sink your
Sink your skinny hide

On the waterside
On the waterside

And on these eyes
A penny lies to pay my way through the storm
And guide me to the light of home
Where i sleep alone.

And on these eyes
A penny lies to pay my way through the storm
And guide me to the light of home
Where i sleep alone

Sink your skinny hide
Where i sleep alone
Sink your skinny hide

Sink your skinny hide
Where i sleep alone
Sink your skinny hide

On the waterside
Where i sleep alone
On the waterside

On the waterside
Where i sleep alone

On the waterside
Where i sleep alone

On the waterside
Where i sleep alone

Sweet is the mind that carries me.
Under its breath lies tragedy
And when the fruit of passion lingers
On choicely scented fingers
On wings of doubt fly jealousy
And fruit of love

Sweet is that time that waits for me
From evil grows insanity
Morbid as splendour faked
This diamond for my wake
Is why i wait here patiently
And fruit of love

The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love
Loooooove, loooooove, loooooove

The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love

Swift are these wings that carry me
Under their breath fly jealousy
On wings of doubt they'll carry me
They'll carry me, they'll carry me

The fruit of love
The food of love
The fruit of love
The food of love

Supposition worse than flu
Over my head
Hangs a weighted lung for two

Wings aloud and bound for nowhere else
But back where they belong
A third eye may be too strong
For when you're going

If you think you know the rules
Think again
If you think you know the rules
Think again

Because lightning won't strike twice
And i might not be enough
To blow the fuse again

Perfect lesion is the crime on my mind
Hangs a weighted heart of mine
If i pulled these two apart to see
Just where i went wrong
A clear eye could see no wrong
In where i'm going

If you think you know the rules
Think again
If you think you know the rules
Think again

Because lightning won't strike twice
And i might not be enough
To blow the fuse again

If you expect me to deliver
I will simply steal the horse
If you expect me to deliver

If you think you know the rules
Think again
If you think you know the rules
Think again

Because lightning won't strike twice
And i might not be enough
To blow the fuse again

And i might not be enough
To blow the fuse again
To blow the fuse again
To blow the fuse again
To blow the fuse again
To blow the fuse again ...