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Blind with Love

from Somewhere to Bleed by Rod Webber

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I’m doped to the gills on time// I’m addicted to traveling back/// I’m too fat to beg for plutonium on Park Avenue. We’re building a better business model for humans. We’re going to live in pods in Kansas City. We’ll all go into deep freeze. Hibernate until it’s time to thaw out humanity. And in our velvety sleep chambers, we’ll stuff our heads with every thought that has ever been thought/// And play back the greatest hits of our species for the plasticine dads on Astroturf lawns and the Venusian Stepford wives for amusement.,

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,

I can’t see you father, you’re frozen in my mind./// You’ve programmed me to conform to your vision of the future. You’re a seer, but I can’t see. I’m a be-er, but I ain’t me. I’m an apocalypse in a hurricane, a B&E in the sunshine. You are true to the cult, but I’m just helter-skelter/// jacked up on peanut-butter/// It gave me nightmares for months. Here in my sleep chamber, everything is better. Nothing is real, but nothing really needs to be. Nothing has to be. It’s warmer this way.,

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,

Deep in the valley, deep in the valley, I died today. I died for her today. I was happy to do so. It’s time to awake the sleepers. Fill their feeding tubes with a syringe of a loving infection./// For love doesn’t come in a pill or a tube or a shot in the arm/// It’s a jolt to the head. Deep in the recesses of your mind, I’m a soldier for all time-- fighting for our losses, and a more cost-effective way to make a better human. So when we start turning gray as we all will some day, will we all still really be human?,

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,

And if we do this thing in shifts// the plates of the earth may not shift// for we’re fracking for the future of our children// And there isn’t oil in the plastic of the toys of our children made in China. And those dinosaurs didn’t die for our children/// and we didn’t go extinct for our children. And what a waste if we did. We’re the whole, not the heart, nor the head, nor the charms that we hang above our beds-- to fill our dreams with a better future-- and we needn’t stay too long in our sleep-chambers, and we’re all hit-men for our savior-- working overtime to please the master. Writing bad checks in case of real disaster. I’m the last one out since Chernobyl// and those mutant goats have been seen at Katrina.,

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,


Have you seen her, dancing in the wind? I knew her when we were children. I fell in love with a thought of what love was. What love is to a child. So I grew up for a while// and packed lots of old CDs for the mission. And it always ends this way// in a simmering pot of confusion. For we’re all going blind with the thought of what we can’t be// of what we would have liked to have been. But we can’t. There are just some things in life you gotta let slide. The past doesn’t care that we’re here still, so there’s nothing to hide. Nothing to lose, only to embrace your possible future. Give me one light, one hand, a universal hand of all hands joined together -- Then look into the sun until you’re blind with love. The kind that you can only give when you’ve gone blind from wanting to love-- or may be wanting to go blind.,

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,

I gave my love to the humans, not the Venusians nor the Stepford wives nor the Medusas, nor the devil barricaded in his lair-- his seaside palatial suicide lair burning white hot with the burning embers of hate. We’ll shut him up in his cave// and burn his wicked façade on the wicker man we’ll build in the backyard made from the branches fallen from the trees from the hurricane. And when we all give our love then all will be alright-- and right now, everything is alright.

Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,
Look into the sun until you’re blind with love.,

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from Somewhere to Bleed, released December 31, 2012

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