One tone, and an empty mind
Is the greatest sound that makes the body blind.
Questions in the ether;
My slow thinking is seeing
The big picture.
You can’t comprehend the details.
As you inhale,
I’m analyzing from every conceivable angle.
I can’t speak, I can’t eat, think, or sleep.
Heard that somewhere but it sounded cheap.
Have you ever gone for days, mind in a haze,
Wishing you could focus on something – anything –
Trapped, lost in a malaise?
Give me a break.
The systems you’re creating are at stake.
I could fix it – tear down and rebuild –
Listen, blind leader!
You’re making a mistake.
Remember when I said one tone – empty mind?
How long until the body goes blind?