Harry Dean Stanton

In 1991 got glassed
Cousin got murdered, friend got attacked
House next door to ours got ransacked again
But seeing is believing, hearing is receiving
Deaf and blind world, I don’t believe in
Blinded by light, flattened by sound
Over and out-underground
Down here, talk to us, we’ll here, the future is here
Walk with us from here
In 1993, I will be three O years inside this body
I don’t know what’s going on outside me
But seeing is believing, hearing is receiving
A deaf and blind world, I don’t believe in
Blinded by light, flattened by sound
Over and out-underground
Down here, talk to us
We’ll hear, the future will heal
Walk with us from here