My Words in the wind, but where to begin
Imagination, out of control, I have no on to trust, none to console
Staring out in the cold, Am I whole?
These Landscapes I know, oh a sudden change, Distortion fills my vision from the rain
Outside from a view, a prison deformed
Faces asking me what's wrong
Why don't you see
Why don't you believe
Why don't you belong
Comparative desire, same old topics I tire
Why refer to substances, to feel of use
My Words in the wind, but where to begin
Words in the wind, where to begin
Imagination, out of control
Words in the wind, where to begin
Imagination, out of control
(No one to trust, no one to console)
My words in the wind, but where to begin
Imagination, out of control
Out of control
Out of control
Out of control
I don't belong