Analysis of Blinded By Sight

we make plans the break plans
 do we give up ?
 it all depends upon the creature or the creator
 there are those drifting in a sea of the make believe
 lost in the sauce of compromise
 can't we see past those twisted lies
 they are blinded by sight
 you may claim that is your right
 still at the funeral parlor you will then discover
 there isn't a U haul that follows its procession
 you got me second guessing
 the opposite of faith is sight
 getting lost in the night
 with long hanging fangs that bite
 shadows block your squeeky wheel
 claiming its no bid deal
 getting stuck as second fiddle in the middle
 they can't help you cause they can't help themselves
 perhaps you want to put that book right back on the shelf
 so you exist as a vain Keebler elf
 Satan has blinded you from the real trip
 I equate it as being left on the raft near the shore
 all of a sudden the tide breaks out and your out in the ocean
 Satan brands his lies with a real dark brew of magic lotion
 then you realize how to I get here
 it was your choice to live by sight
 in the end who will be your friend the one whom you can depend