If I try to reason with what's in front of me
I'll only be confronted with obscenity.
It all comes into focus
The minute you relax your eyes.
I am sometimes sentimental for the past
I've been known to put my life under glass.
It all comes into focus
The trick really is not to try.
Don't try to make sense using the wrong lens
Light too dim for reading my(?)
Just try to relax
Accept as a fact
The images inside your eye
