Searching with My Good Eye Closed

Painted blue across my eyes And tie the linen on And I'm on my way Looking for the paradigm So I can pass it off Is it on my side Is it to the sky Looking to the sky and down Searching for a ground With my good eye closed If I took you for a ride Would you take it wrong Or would you make it right Looking for a pedestal That I can put you on And be on my way Is it to the sky Looking to the sky and down Searching for a ground With my good eye closed Stop you're trying to bruise my mind I can do it on my own Stop you're trying to kill my time It's been my death since I was born I don''t remember half the time If I'm hiding or I''m lost But I''m on my way