Going Blind — текст песни (Craig`s Brother)

She`s on a beach in Maui her breasts are half uncovered
I try to stop myself from staring at her but I`m drawn like Dagwood
to sleep
The lawn may need mowing but still I can`t prevent my thoughts
From becoming obscene so I justify, she`s only a page in a magazine
She`s not real, she doesn`t feel.
Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth.
Her value is lost

Crown of all creation, bane of jealous angels
She`s nothing more to me than food for a fantasy
And though I know it`s a shame, I won`t turn away
My thoughts are so casually lead astray
And I know it`s not right it feels so unclean
but she`s just a page in a magazine
She`s not real, she doesn`t feel.
Eyes pierce her scraps of cloth. Her value is lost
49er, gold prospector.
Her body is my claim
As she assumes some cheesy pose, imagination see`s no close
And I don`t even know her name
Her body breaks my minds leash like Gus broke his chain