Rick Real and The Warmth - Sunshine to the Blind

Wondering what could be next
Watching the bubbles of your text
Moving my arms like I was Tyrannosaurus rex
Thinking I should hit every deck
Sunshine to the blind
Mistaking a board for a bird
The lawn is up, haven't you heard?
You're using chairs for tables now, my girl
Something is built on every curb
Sunshine to the blind
Here come the Marching General's orders in the night
You pissed your pants again but your bedroll's folded right
If you were home right now, you'd be higher than a kite
And so goes the war
Sunshine to the blind
Sunshine to the blind
Here come the Marching General's orders in the night
You pissed your pants again but your bedroll's folded right
If you were home right now, you'd be higher than a kite
And so goes the war
Sunshine to the blind

Written by:
Eric Gibbons

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