I see what I see, I know what I know I walk where I want to but I don't know where I go Follow me down as I move through the crowds Swarming the beach where your home used to be Golden and velvet but dry to the touch The hills of California are shaking their dust I only drive when it rains wear a sweater indoors Dry my clothes in the Sun though it's hardly enough You take it in stride as I go partly blind I see with the eye in my mind And I ought to confess that I'm longing to care less I hate watching clocks in the night But I cease to exist when I'm feeling complicit I want you to be happy but you're wrong I'll dream what I dream, I'll know what I know If you don't what to help us, you'll go where you go