High Beams

I can't see across the street I can't see the tree in front of me on the inside looking outside something falling from the sky it looks like rain but it ain't I hear roaring thunder but I can't see lightening strike no stars no moon tonight can't help but feel the cover up is real in a realm of illusion can't jump to conclusions cancel the resolution time to work be on high alert can't believe it all hard to conceive it all happening all at once how can one not be confused can't trust all the news hands up if you got the blues just because there's no particular reason one can think of because the evidence isn't strong enough to convince us regardless of the sacrifice this world still want our blood