Blind Creek

Exploring the Enigma of Blind Creek: A Poetic Journey into the Unknown
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Lyrics

Staring in the unknown

Contemplating the unfamiliar or uncertain.

I know that it won't get me far

Aware that the current path or situation won't lead to significant progress.

Gossip with my echoes

Engaging in idle talk or self-reflection with one's own thoughts.

Property of the stone walls

Being confined or owned by rigid structures, possibly symbolic of limitations.


A ghost, if you will, holds the thought of rain falling

Imagining a ghostly figure retaining the idea of rain in their mind.

To most eyes a blind creek is where we dwell

Perceiving a blind creek as a place of residence through most perspectives.

A kid plays the blame game, points to where the sun is

Observing a child assigning blame and directing attention to where the sun is shining.

To most eyes a dry creek is where we dwell

From a different viewpoint, considering a dry creek as the dwelling place.


A hat stranded by an abandon handrail

Spotting a hat left behind near an abandoned handrail.

The wind will take it a long way away

Anticipating the wind carrying the hat a considerable distance.

Take me with and we'll start anew

Expressing a desire to be taken along on a new journey.

Drop me off at the house of blues

Suggesting a destination at the "house of blues" for a fresh start.


Dry eyes, the sandman and allies

Mentioning dry eyes, the sandman, and allies, possibly alluding to a desolate or emotionless state.

I'm gonna stay right here

Deciding to remain in the current situation or location.


A ghost, if you will, holds the thought of rain falling

Reiterating the concept of a ghost retaining thoughts of rain.

To most eyes a blind creek is where we dwell

Reaffirming the perception of a blind creek as a dwelling place for most.

A kid plays the blame game, points to where the sun is

Recalling a child playing the blame game and pointing towards the sun's location.

To most eyes a dry creek is where we dwell

Reiterating that, from another perspective, a dry creek is considered the dwelling place.

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