Blind - Todd Rundgren

I’m not a scientist

Everybody likes to brag these days

And yet they still insist

Twisting all the facts their way

Gravity is real

Just step off the ledge and you will fall

Summers get hotter

Winters get colder

Writing on the wall, oh, oh…

You’d have to be blind, blind

Eyes that will not see

You’d have to be blind, blind, blind, blind

Eyes that will not see

No…

You say God will handle everything

Seems like he ain’t done shit so far, no, no

Take yourself for example

You’re still wishing on a star

Wish upon that star

But, you see, God is a scientist

He don’t play dice with the universe

(don't take an Einstein)

And your fake and cynical solutions

It’s as if you’re trying to make things worse

(and you know the reason)

‘Cause you never want to see that

Writing on the wall (don't want to see)

Writing on the wall (turn your back to the wall)

Writing on the wall (hide your eyes now)

Writing on the wall (there it is)

Writing on the wall (plain as day)

Writing on the wall (don't look away)

Writing on the wall (gotta face the truth)

Writing on the wall (wake up!)

You’d have to be blind, blind, blind, blind, blind,

Eyes that will not see, eyes that will not see

You’d have to be blind, blind, blind, blind,

Eyes that will not see, eyes that will not see it

Writing’s on the wall

Blind, blind, blind, eyes that will not see

Never see it coming

Writing’s on the wall