Old superstitions getting ugly low and loud
I can make no decisions, I rely on inner vision
To show me the way within and without
I try my best to be as truthful as I can
Inner vision guides my hand
And reassuring me, she meant to do no harm
And in the darkness she confided to my soul
I never felt so alive, oh no I never felt so whole
I closed my heart to her, I know that it was wrong
But inner vision leads me on
Lost rivers whisper to me even as we speak
Do I seem helpless to you?
Well you don't see what I see, do you?
Are dreams so real to you they keep you from your sleep?
I sense my fire dying, I see my eyes are turning blank
As I turn back into your ranks