a memory lapse   a heart that collapsed   a fragmented time   that's turned into math   i can't stand the sight   i turn my eyes      a pressure here   a pressure here      when i say "i don't know"   it means "i don't want you to know"   my plans will change   i will pack then be ready to go   and drive away from this tar-heeled state      and go back to omaha   a place i know i will be safe      (your eyes are blind)   what i'm listening to   it's not logical   that's why i'm leaving you   because that's possible      now i can't pretend   to be someone i am not   the bed that you made for me   used to put me right to sleep   but now i lie awake   slowly devising this speech   your plans have failed   you are shaking, you're chilled and you're weak      (your eyes are blind)