Blind by choice, 
Ain't it bliss,
Blinded by love,
Betrayed by a kiss,
Blind to the river,
Never ceasing to flow,
Blinded by definition,
All you think you know,
Blind scholar, blind teacher,
People kneeling and praying,
With a blind preacher. 

Blind to your ego,
Lost to your true self,
Blinded by magazines,
Cluttering up your shelf,
Blind to the beggar,
Starving by your feet,
Blind to the blessing,
Of each new day you meet,
Blind lovers, blind friends,
Crashing into walls,
Blind to the bends.

Blinded by advertising,
Chained to all you don't need,
Blinded by money,
Success and greed,
Blinded by politics, 
The illusion of choice,
Blind to all those,
Without any voice,
Blinded by gossip,
Covered in the dust,
You're wet at the leg,
Blind by lust.

Blind to salvation,
Alone in the cold,
Blind to the values,
the wisdoms of old.
Blind to the strings,
pulling you this way & that,
stuck in a cave,
Blind as a bat.
I aint messin',
I ain't jokin'
Blind to the words,
that have just been spoken.

Blind

The Lonely Battle Of Thomas Reid

1 - Tuam Baby Massacre
2 - The Lonely Battle Of Thomas Reid
3 - Ode To Terence Wheelock

Brian Barron - Dublin, The Patriots Inn (5/12/18)

Blues improv in E after hours in the Temple Bar

Brian Barron Music