Fake Lyrics - Herman Brood

To be a blind boy 

such a fine thing 

all the women gettin' faceless 

to be a blind man 

such a fine thing 

when all the music's gettin' spaceless 

& when she comes 

she comes to stay 

don't let ambition lead her away 

& when she comes 

her touch don't miss 

the blood comes down the dropper 

like a big red kiss 

You can fake anything 

you can't fake the real thing 

you can fake you can sing 

you can't fake the real thing 

She's the one 

she took the walk 

The body speaks the mind don't talk 

She's the one 

who's darkness doubles 

She sees the brilliance of all 

my troubles