Lyrics
Think of all the things
We can perceive with our eyes.
Shades of everything
aspects we need not describe.
Think of all the beings
Who function short of such eyes.
They don’t seem to feel
at all deprived of such eyes.
I know there are more senses than this.
I know there are more. Like the trees we are blind.
I dream that my eyes
will someday come to
render what for me this ocean mind won’t.