Ten days ago I had an unusual experience. I woke up from a deep sleep and realized that someone had been singing to me in a dream. I instantly knew that it was the 1971 hit song “Doctor My Eyes” by Jackson Browne.

Though I was quite familiar with the melody, I had never taken the time to completely learn the lyrics. For ten days I have not been able to get them out of my head.

Doctor my eyes have see the years and the slow parade of fears, without crying now I want to understand.

I have done all that I could to see the evil and the good, without hiding you must help me if you can.

Doctor my eyes — tell me what went wrong. Was I unwise to leave them open for so long?

I have wandered through this world as each moment has unfurled, I’ve been waiting to awaken from these dreams.

People go just where they will, I never noticed them until I got this feeling that it’s later than it seems.

Doctor my eyes — tell me what you see. I hear their cries, just say if it’s too late for me.

Doctor my eyes — cannot see the sky. Is this the prize, for having learned how not to cry?

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