| Blind man, blind man talks | 
| Couldn’t hate with his imagination | 
| Couldn’t see the moon through the window, oh | 
| I’ve been, I’ve been lost | 
| Tryna find my part in human nature | 
| Tryna see my souls through a window | 
| Heard that I was done and my time’s up | 
| Heard I had to build from the ground, up | 
| Heard that they was painting me | 
| With no paint on the picture | 
| But I’ll paint you the picture | 
| It’s easier to believe it | 
| It’s easier to see it through the screens | 
| 'Cause it sounds so bright | 
| When we’re all just living that dream | 
| All these flaws, all these flaws they may | 
| Leave a few cuts and scrapes | 
| To the day my days are done | 
| I wouldn’t let all these falls | 
| Make these old bones break | 
| Finally found my wave | 
| Bless the day, bless the day | 
| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah | 
| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah | 
| Hard man, hard man tough | 
| Didn’t let nobody test his patience | 
| Sitting in this room with his blinds closed | 
| I’ve been, I’ve been dark | 
| Took some time to find the light the day bruh | 
| Looking for my soul through the window | 
| Heard that I was done and my time’s up | 
| Heard I had to build from the ground, up | 
| Heard that they was painting me | 
| With no paint on the picture | 
| But I’ll paint you the picture | 
| It’s easier to believe it | 
| It’s easier to see it through the screens | 
| 'Cause it sounds so bright | 
| When we’re all just living that dream | 
| All these flaws, all these flaws they may | 
| Leave a few cuts and scrapes | 
| To the day my days are done | 
| I wouldn’t let all these falls | 
| Make these old bones break | 
| Finally found my wave | 
| Bless the day, bless the day | 
| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah | 
| Blessing, on, blessings, on, blessings, yeah, yeah | 
| Blind man, blind man talks | 
| Couldn’t hate with his imagination | 
| Couldn’t see the moon through the window |