Answer to Pane

I look out on an empty field but I’m not so sure my fate is sealed They are building, building all the time. Strip mall, industrial park, duplex—it’s like a Noah’s ark replenishing the city, two of every kind Some say the eyes are me to the soul But I’m not sure they’re big enough holes To welcome in near enough light. When someone chooses to pull the shades The vision dies, the story fades, And who knew what would come with the morning light? The answer to pane, it seems Is shutter out the world But darkness only grows Inside the blind. When you find you’re in a jamb Instead of glazing over, man Just tap... I’ll open up, I don’t mind. This morning I see some snowflakes fell I imagine out there’s cold as hell But we’re warm, rail against the stile. You read your book, you do your work I let the sun light up your smirk, Can we brighten up that grin into a smile? Let me brighten up that grin into a smile. The answer to pane, it seems Is shutter out the world But darkness only grows Inside the blind When you find you’re in a jamb Instead of glazing over, man, Just tap... I’ll open up, I don’t mind. The answer to pane, it seems Is shutter out the world But darkness only grows Inside the blind When you find you’re in a jamb Instead of glazing over, man, Just tap... I’ll open up, I don’t mind. Just tap... I’ll open up, I don’t mind.