Homeward Through the Haze

First rain of winter
First fall from grace
It`s my first hollow echo
In the halls of praise
How could Samson
I thought he was blind as a bat
How cold heh ave torn down
The temples like that
And how could little Caesar
How could he know whereof he spoke
When all of his wheels are turning him into a joke
Cause the blind are leading the blind
And I am amazed at how they stumble
Homeward through the haze
Got the soul of a ragpicker
Got the mind of a slug
I keep sweeping problems
Under my rug
And all of my fine
My fine fair weather friends, Yeah
Will have no more time
To make their amends
Cause the blind are leading the blind
And I am amazed at how they stumble
Homeward through the haze
David Crosby & Graham Nash
«Wind On The Water»
MCA Records 1975
CPR «Live At The Wiltern»
CPR Records 1998