Speak in singular
You can't form your words
There's no shame in trying
What else can you do?
Your eyes betray you
Full of more than you let on
Is that just the sun?
A simple refraction
Is there a difference anyway?
Poor sensory awareness never let me down
Eyes fixed on something static, one foot on the ground
To bring on the brigade
As my memory greys
Forgive my missteps
The ones you can't forget
Poor sensory awareness never let me
Take into account your reasons
Drag me down, I can't stand up for myself
Got to be firm, it's harder than you have made out
A sheltered learning, it's a trap, it's a trap son
All these things
They just keep you inside
Bring on the brigade
As my memory greys
Forgive my missteps
The ones you can't forget