Eyes Wide Open - Over the Rhine

Eyes wide open

To the great train robbery of my soul

Impending blindness

Of the kind that’s beyond my control

Eyes wide open

To the secret forest beyond those tear-filled trees

Heart-rending blindness

Won’t testify that I’m on my knees

Maybe I’m a little young to care

Maybe I’m a little old to cry

I don’t know

Maybe I’m a little weak to dance

Maybe I’m a little strong to die

I don’t know

Concentrating

Love and I’m hating myself again

Impersonating

The smallest shadow of my original self again

Does anybody really want to grasp

My hand and lift me to my feet?

does

Anybody really want to be the breeze

That frightens off this heat?