Clear To Me At Last

There's Something Dripping In My Head. A Heart, A Heart In My Head.

Where Am I, I Don't Know, I'll Never Know, In The Silence, In The Silence You Don't Know, You Must Go On, I Can't Go On, I'll Go On.

The Blind Have No Notion Of Time. The Things Of Time Are Hidden From Them Too.

The Loss Of My Sight Was A Great Fillip. If I Could Go Deaf And Dumb I Think I Might Pant On To Be A Hundred.

The Day You Die Is Just Like Any Other, Only Shorter.