it's hard to rely on my good intentions   when my head's full of things that i can't mention   seems i usually get things right   but i can't understand what i did last night      it's hard to rely on my own good senses   when i miss so much that requires attention   have to laugh at myself sometimes   and i can see that i'm not blind      there's little relief   give us reprieve   for all the things i've left behind   i'm positive that i'm not blind      i'm not afraid things won't get better   but it feels like this has gone on forever   you have to cry with your own blue tears   have to laugh with your own good cheer      it's hard to rely on my good intentions   when my head's full of things that i can't mention   seems i usually get things right   but i can't understand what i did last night      there's little relief   give us reprieve   imagining the world outside   i'm positive that i'm not blind      i can't be hard on you   'cause you know i've been there too   learned a lot of things from you      but life gives little relief   give us reprieve   and when everyone is cold as ice   i clinch my fists and close my eyes   imagining the world outside   but i can see that i'm not blind