I raised my head from the riverbed and I tasted the airnI built my home of oak and stone and I feasted on the animals and earthnI raised my kids in modern beds and I taught them to take what's theirsnI built this town on god and doubt and science (an economy of fear)nI drained the pond and the woods beyond for dinner, and the river for a songnThe more I've got the more I want. I'm blinded but I'm waking up!nnTired eyes, open widenBlossom iris into lily whitenTired eyes, open widenSalty brine, bluest skynTired eyes, open widenEither side, all these veins of light!