Longing to Care Less

I see what I see, I know what I know

I walk where I want to but I don't know where I go

Follow me down as I move through the crowds

Swarming the beach where your home used to be

Golden and velvet but dry to the touch

The hills of California are shaking their dust

I only drive when it rains wear a sweater indoors

Dry my clothes in the sun though it's hardly enough

You take it in stride as I go partly blind

I see with the eye in my mind

And I ought to confess that I'm longing to care less

I hate watching clocks in the night

But I cease to exist when I'm feeling complicit

I want you to be happy but you're wrong

I'll dream what I dream, I'll know what I know

If you don't what to help us, you'll go where you go