I take my green jacket
and I go to my bar
neighbour is getting her racket
noises seem stronger than they are.
At the bar
boring people pretend
they ain't bored
so I told my friend
that my neighbour snored
And I start to think
I could be kind again
so no more drink
maybe only now and then.
In the meantime
I think I'm going blind
then I actually find
that my mind finds it fine
and I start to be kind,
kind of.
So I come home
and I feel the touch of God
neighbour still snores
and I realize, it's no God
it's just another shot
But...!
This shot is not liquid
this blindness is not of eyes
I thought I won't repeat it
it's quite surprise
It's you, you are my shot
you make me blind
we were on the right spot
let's leave the wrong steps behind
In the meantime
I think I'm going blind
then I actually find
that my mind finds it fine
and I start to be kind,
kind of.
In the meantime
let me be blind
from now on I only see you
you must stay to remind
that I can be kind,
kind of.
