Painted blue across my eyes And tie the linen on And I'm on my way, on my way Looking for the paradigm So I can pass it off Is it on my side, on my side Is it to the sky, is it to the sky Looking to the sky and down Searching for a ground With my good eye closed If I took you for a ride Would you take it wrong Or would you make it right, make it right Looking for a pedestal That I can put you on And be on my way, on my way Is it to the sky, is it to the sky Looking to the sky and down Searching for a ground With my good eye closed With my good eye closed With my good eye closed With my good eye closed With my good eye closed With my good eye closed With my good eye closed Stop you're trying to bruise my mind I can do it on my own Stop you're trying to kill my time It's been my death since I was born I don't remember half the time If I'm hiding or I'm lost But I'm on my way, on my way Is it to the sky, is it to the sky Is it to the sky, is it to the sky I'm on my way, on my way On my way, on my way I'm on my way, on my way Is it to the sky, is it to the sky I'm on my way, on my way Is it to the sky, is it to the sky