Born into the world, dismissed right out of hand
Their love was just for fun, But he doesn't understand
In a working house the Master is Cruel, Living every day by his golden rule
Out on the street, Tin cup in his hand
A homeless refugee in the promised land
Looking straight head down a nowhere street
Blind eyes turned by everybody he meets
Are you really safe in that double mirror you look through
There's not guaranty that this won't happen to you
I may not have the answers on the tip of my tongue
But I won't bury my head in the sand, cause that's wrong
Things can get better and I think you will find
This 20/20 vision is like Eye's to the Blind
The invisible people find a hiding place
Rocking back and forth staring blindly in space
They take some Prozac just to get through the day
Living with the blowback until they find another way
Are you really safe in that double mirror you look through
There's not guaranty that this won't happen to you
I may not have the answers on the tip of my tongue
But I won't bury my head in the sand, cause that's wrong
Things can get better and I think you will find
This 20/20 vision is like Eye's to the Blind