Audio

Dukkha's Nemesis

Blind

03:16
Patty Morris
2008
Patty Morris And Dukkha's Nemesis

Story

BLIND started out a lot more singsongy folky, as I composed the initial lyrics sometime around 1968, when I was 10. Fast forward 40 years to our recording the evolved version, arranged by James and Adam, as a bluesy number with more sophisticated lyrics than the childhood version. And step back from the recording in 2008 nearly a decade and you have an in-between version of BLIND, caught on good ol' VHS at a local blues benefit to help stock Maine homeless shelters with needed supplies. The 1999 version, which you hear a piece of at the end of the CD, has then 14 year old James on trumpet, 11 year old Ali on the second verse, and 7 year old Gabe on the third verse. I will always like that version best - playing for a great cause and alongside all three of my talented kids.

Lyrics

There's a young boy

Who sits on the sidewalk

Nowhere to go

With noone to talk

The people race by

Driven by the bad clock

As he comforts himself

With his head in his hands

There's a young girl

See her walk down the street

With noone to play with

And nothing to eat

A hand-me-down dress

No shoes on her feel

Lord, someone give her a hand

Chorus: And isn't it sad

We stiffly recite

I'd give them a hand

But they'll manage all right

And some people say

It's the way it should be

And maybe they're right

'Cause in our dark towers

We'll always be blind

To what these children see

There's an old man

Who sits talking with time

He says, "How you doin',

You know I'm just fine.

They all think I'm crazy

And should be in bed,

But I got some livin' to do

'Fore I'm dead."

Chorus: And isn't it sad

We stiffly recite

I'd give him a hand

But he'll manage all right

And some people say

It's the way it should be

And maybe they're right

'Cause in our dark towers

We'll always be blind

To what these children see

We'll always be blind

To what all children

Of the world

See

(c)2008 Patty Morris