See the blind man. At the dead of night. He can see so he won't fight. Running scared like a swan in flight. On and on looking for delight. But it's you he'll hear you running. As this blind man tells the blind. See the children in the jungle zone. Black man woken. Till your work is done. He can't hide. There's nowhere to run. Waiting for salvation to come. And it's you coming from far. Got a lonely mind to sell. Crime of passion crime of pain. How long before I see you again. I've been free and I've been high. Got a soul never ask my why. .