When the night is darkest shade Let the spirit be unafraid Burn a candle purest white Call the voices of the night The View from my window...is so unclear (x2) Strangers come and they tell us lies Spoken promise not in their eyes Break the mind, repress the soul Blistered feet and empty bowl The View from my window...is so unclear (x2) Strange horizons fill our sight Steps in Time, man's delight The View from my window...is so unclear
(x2) We are footprints in the sand The dust we are, the dust we all become And the way that we love and the way that we are loved Like a joining of hands in a circle unbroken Beliefs and customs we extol Condition us now, to how we will be seen All the ways of being, where right is wrong and wrong is turned to right…but it's so unclear The View from my window...is so unclear (x7)