Take this blindfold off of me
I'm walking but I cannot see
Mysteries fly at my feet
The answers come with no relief

Broken shoes won't get you far
Climb on my back I'll carry you afar
Words just feel anathematized
But hope is found within the lies

And I keep walking down that road
And I keep running down that road

Take this blindfold off of me
I crawling, grabbing, breathing for a way I can see
Hold me, take me, run with me I know you'll ignite
A battered flame that once was bright

And I keep walking down that road
And I keep running down that road

Glory, glory
Glory, in the highest

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