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(If you need IE 6.0 click here) Perceptions I saw a man in the woods Cleaning the glass in his car I looked at the trees And then I could see He would never quite see that far Now I looked at myself Looking at him And then I looked back at me Not really knowing What this lonely man might see Perceptions Just deceptions in our eyes Just a thin disguise Of what is really true Deception Perceptions of what is not Do we see through The black to the blue So quick to judge We're left with sludge Cloudiness blinding our sight Oh we "know" the answers To the questions unasked Yet the man with clean glass May be right So I clean my glass The eyes to my soul So that I may more clearly see Then the lonely man May look my way and say "There is a man that sees." Perceptions Just deceptions in our eyes Just a thin disguise Of what is really true Deception Perceptions of what is not Do we see through The black to the blue Do we see through The black to the blue Do we see through The black to the blue Copyright © 2002 Brett Martin Smith Barely Able But Plenty Willing Music I started out writing this song and thinking what a fool the man was washing his windows of his car while he could be soaking in the beauty of nature as we happened across each other in the woods... ...but then the Muse showed me the errors of my thoughts and the song turned out much different. The background picture shows that from a distance we may be hidden from, or see only a small portion of the beauty that lies beneath.
Perceptions
I saw a man in the woods Cleaning the glass in his car I looked at the trees And then I could see He would never quite see that far Now I looked at myself Looking at him And then I looked back at me Not really knowing What this lonely man might see Perceptions Just deceptions in our eyes Just a thin disguise Of what is really true Deception Perceptions of what is not Do we see through The black to the blue So quick to judge We're left with sludge Cloudiness blinding our sight Oh we "know" the answers To the questions unasked Yet the man with clean glass May be right So I clean my glass The eyes to my soul So that I may more clearly see Then the lonely man May look my way and say "There is a man that sees." Perceptions Just deceptions in our eyes Just a thin disguise Of what is really true Deception Perceptions of what is not Do we see through The black to the blue Do we see through The black to the blue Do we see through The black to the blue
Copyright © 2002 Brett Martin Smith Barely Able But Plenty Willing Music
I started out writing this song and thinking what a fool the man was washing his windows of his car while he could be soaking in the beauty of nature as we happened across each other in the woods... ...but then the Muse showed me the errors of my thoughts and the song turned out much different. The background picture shows that from a distance we may be hidden from, or see only a small portion of the beauty that lies beneath.