Taught To Look Away

No one knows why we were taught to look away There might be something wrong with me There's nothing that I can't believe Are you listening two thousand miles from here? Is the same sky just as clear? Out of the window the slow light morning First hits your hands, touches your face Though it's uncomfortable, though it is awkward Days leave the night, eyes in the light The only time you're listening When we run from all the things we could say I don't know what you could be hearing The sounds have gone so far, far away I don't know why we were taught to look away There might be something wrong with me There's nothing that I won't believe Are you listening two thousand miles from here? Are the crickets just as clear? --- Taught to Look Away - Matt Pond PA