Twelfth Night
Текст песни Convenient Blindness

Gather up the millions of words that are written
Put both birds in the arms of the dark
Think of the images broken and bitten
Blown into piles like the leaves in the park
Convenient blindness

Tossing and turning the beast begins forays
Eating a pity, the remnants of pain
Follow the window which looks on the landscapes
I found a new peace, say's love's down the drain
Convenient blindness

"this is the way that the world works, sonny"
Sayeth the man with a brain full of ash
"this is the stuff we all feed it on, sonny"
Says his friend who comes up with the cash
Convenient blindness