Clear Eye Clouded Mind

You're gonna miss the word

Everyone left the world

Take what you can carry

Find a road and follow

Of course I'm supposed to work I

Come from the hills I

Find any food I

Try to protect I

Of course I like to laugh I

Look at the sky

Look in your eye

I feel its transition

When do we get home?

I feel its transition

Now to be alone

With a clear eye but a clouded mind

You're gonna miss the wood

I come from the fen I

I left the den

The wind blows no good it

Tells of a change that

Might rearrange

You can't see the ground it's

Not where it was

I feel its transition

When do we get home?

I feel its transition

Now to be alone

With a clear eye but a clouded mind

The stars are indifferent to astronomy

And all that we think we know

Mars will salute your autonomy

But he doesn't need to know

I feel its transition

When do we get home?

I feel its transition

Now to be alone

With a clear eye but a clouded mind

No one wants to live this fiction

Where didn't we go wrong?

With a clear eye but a clouded mind

The stars are indifferent to astronomy

And all that we think we know

Mars will salute your autonomy

But he doesn't need to know

The stars are indifferent to astronomy

And all that we think we know

Mars will salute your autonomy

But he doesn't need to know