I'm closing my eyes, pleasure, delights. In here it all's quite bright. Nothing's in the way, conscience is astray. And to keep it comfortable I can close my eyes. I know that there's trouble going on, that out there're wars and battles from dusk till dawn, knees on the floors, hands back bounded. But to keep it comfortable I close my eyes. Now I can see the concrete's begging. Can't help making my shoes trampling. Something odd inside's about to arise. To keep it comfortable I close my eyes.