Are You Blue or Are You Blind?

Sleep clouds disperse and settle on my bed,
Leave my eyes, but cling like cobwebs to my head,
It's like a book I never read,
All the dust inside my head.

Can't be bought and you can keep tomorrow,
Can't be saved, there ain't no flies on me,
Can't be caught, the plague that ate your soul,
Can keep away from me.

Down the evening rain falls,
Waltzing round my feet,
Paints reflections of the houses on my street,
Drawn out as the night draws in,
By the sound of laughing,
The smell of sin.

Can't be bought and you can keep tomorrow,
Can't be saved, there ain't no flies on me,
Can't be caught, the plague that ate your soul,
Can keep away from me.

Smile again for me,
As if you're going to say,
Nothing could have done all this,
Then gone away,
I may have just saved my life,
On a childish whim or a pretty rhyme.

Can't be bought and you can keep tomorrow,
Can't be saved, there ain't no flies on me,
Can't be caught, the plague that ate your soul,
Can keep away from me,
Can't be bought and you can keep tomorrow,
Can't be saved, there ain't no flies on me,
Can't be caught, the plague that ate your soul,
Can keep away from me.