If I go blind, speak to me in rhyme I'll hold your outer world In fits of metered line It's not so bad, you know Don't we all get tired of what we've had? You can double dash or green this scene I know my facts In all this time Just trying to keep my mind Some lightning inner resource When other comforts lied Go bigger wave if you need it But don't we all get tired of being brave? Come Saturdaytime frequency We'll misbehave, okay? Hunted under gardens Blow-the-cover trees IIt's windy where the farm is raining Pretty autumn leaves Time runs slow Keep me where the good things grow