In the Kingdom of the Blind the One-Eyed are Kings

If it were within
Within our power
Beyond the reach
Of slavish pride
To no longer
Harbour grievances
Behind the masked
Opportunist's facade

We could welcome responsibility
Like a long lost friend
And re-establish laughter
In the dolls' house once again
For time has imprisoned us
In the order of our years
In the discipline of our ways
And in the passing of momentary stillness
We can see our chaos in motion
Our chaos in motion
We can see our chaos in motion
View our chaos in motion