We Treat The Blindness - Strange Boutique

Waiting we fall in our circles

Flying silent on winged egos

Experience is the key

To wake up with all the poverty day in day in

We can only touch the Surface

We calm the Temper not the Rage

We treat the Blindness not the Plague

Stumbling over the broken wills

Feeling for the way out

Our eyes became golden

Black holes we swallowed only what we could touch

The moment then lost

Or if we could just fade away for the time to pass us by

We can only touch the Surface

We calm the Temper not the Rage

We treat the Blindness not the Plague

Experience is the key

To understand is live in poverty