Blind man, crawling along
Deaf, dumb, need to belong
Cornered by, cornered by
Life’s existence

Trapped beneath a rolling stone
Alive inside, living alone
Wants to be, wants to be
Escaped through dreaming

Locked away from what’s outside
You never know so you never try
These marching lines are all I see
It’s will that’s driving me

Open eyes, needing to see
Searching for way’s to breathe
These walls, this world,
Keep him from leaving

Blackened room, life’s design
Around, around, trying to shine
Marching on, Marching on
Life’s existing

Locked away from what’s outside
You never know so you never try
These marching lines are all I see
It’s will that’s driving me

Blind man
(Cornered by, cornered by)
Needs to belong
(Wants to be, wants to be)

Locked away from what’s outside
You never know so you never try
These marching lines are all I see
It’s will that’s driving me