Blind On The Inside - Gillian Welch

I don’t see a sign of sleep

I can’t even rhyme tonight

Something here that runs too deep

But I tell you I’m alright

It’s fear that holds my tongue

Fear that holds my hand

The race that I must run

'Til I can’t stand

I haven’t left a lie untold

Still I watch and wait

I will pray and I will hope

That I learn before too late

I will search my barren soul

To see what I can find

Look at me, the last to know

That I have been blind on the inside