Blinker

My steps
My steps are giddy
And my thoughts, a little too naive
But I hope the wake
The wake is pretty
Like a boat out on the sea
My ears
A little too close to hear
And my eyes
A little too blurred to see
But I hope the wake
The wake is pretty
Like a boat out on the sea
With a fistful of coal and a blackened eye
I give it all up to you so pure and divine
I am just a man with two blinkered eyes
Trying to stare you down
We find gold in the place you don’t look for
We’re just searching for it all the time
But too heavy for a mortal man
I give it up