Hawthorne

I'm going to try for a little white

To see what's in front of me

Yeah, all this looking in is wasting time

Yeah, it's numbing me

Make me blind to the outside

So if this touch leaves me trembling

Just know it's only everything I see

It's so easy to think the wrong thing

Hawthorne

Oh Hawthorne

Ok let's start with the hardest part

Yeah the pull, yeah, there's something loose in me

If I feel a little unsteady, I feel the light

Bending to receive me

They're slowing the ride and waving me aboard

Hawthorne

Oh Hawthorne

Hawthorne

It's only everything I see

Oh Hawthorne

It's so easy to think the wrong thing

Hawthorne

Hawthorne

Oh Hawthorne