Good Intentions

It's hard to rely on my good intentions When my head's full of things that I can't mention Seems I usually get things right But I can't understand what I did last night And it's hard to rely on my own good senses When I miss so much that requires attention Have to laugh at myself sometimes And I can see that I'm not blind There's little relief Give us reprieve, oh For all the things I've left behind I'm positive that I'm not blind I'm not afraid things won't get better But it feels like this has gone on forever You have to cry with your own blue tears Have to laugh with your own good cheer And it's hard to rely on my good intentions When my head's full of things that I can't mention Seems I usually get things right But I can't understand what I did last night There's little relief Give us reprieve, oh Imagining the world outside I'm positive that I'm not blind I can't be hard on you 'Cause you know I've been there too Learned a lot of things from you Oh, life gives little relief Give us reprieve, oh And when everyone is cold as ice I clinch my fists and close my eyes Imagining the world outside But I can see that I'm not blind