Story Behind The Song
This song was written as music and chorus by Carl Caruso. The idea was sketched starting with the arpeggios that open the song. It was heavily influenced by the Grateful Dead as well as Dear Prudence by the Beatles. As the song developed, verses from a
Song Description
Song written about self doubt and making the same mistakes over and over again.
Song Length |
4:11 |
Genre |
Rock - Psychedelic |
Tempo |
Medium (111 - 130) |
Lead Vocal |
Male Vocal |
Mood |
Restless |
Subject |
Soda Pop |
Similar Artists |
The Grateful Dead |
Language |
English |
Era |
1970 - 1979 |
| |
Lyrics
BLIND
Was it a Tuesday or a Thursday afternoon
The days they just seem to blend
Let the boredom come lift you away
You see the blood in your veins everyday
See the trees move to the breeze
I remember how my eyes they could see
I think of colors on a sweet summer’s day
And all the people who have come and gone away
Am I blind, blind, blind, blind
Good heavens I’ve lost my sight
I’m blind, blind to what I need to see
When the darkness it comes like a friend
Calms the sole, heals the pain within
Been written down, it’s been talked all about
But when I go looking for it it’s nowhere to be found
I got my problems I’ve struggled on through
I don’t pretend that they would interest you
The clouds they come and they block my view
That silver lining, it holds no truth
Am I blind, blind, blind, blind
Good heavens I’ve lost my sight
I’m blind, blind to what I need to see
BREAK
The trees move to the beat of the breeze
I remember how my eyes they could see
I think of colors on a sweet summer’s day
And all the people who have come and gone away
Am I blind, blind, blind, blind
Good heavens I’ve lost my sight
I’m blind, blind to what I need to see
Am I blind, blind, blind, blind
Good heavens I’ve lost my sight
I’m blind, blind to what I need to see