All About Eve — Blindfolded Visionary lyrics

Lyrics

Cut my hair with a kitchen knife, he was a blindfolded visionary. Everything
and nothing was going on in his precious
head, overfed on;
Chemicals and conversation
A speeding train without a station
Crashed at my event-horizon
Feeling for the switch to turn his eyes on.
And in the news, they have to say he is a blinfolded visionary. I scrape the clouds
of rouge from his face and he’s white as noise.