The Demented Man

The questions asked but never known,

The feeling governs which way I'll go

Endless circles on my mind

Spiralling a downward climb

Which way I'll go.

The thoughts are there for you to find,

But you never know which way I'll go

Those flashing lights are warning me

But ever-bidding voices see

You're caught in a web of emptiness

The tales told the path you tread

Does it lead into your head?

Or back to a world of emptiness?

Smiling faces watching me

Helping hands just wait and see

Which way I'll go

White walls stretching in the sun

Was it here that I began which way I'll go

Faintly voices plead with me,

Ever asking, ever seeing

Which way I'll go.

Those flashing lights are warning me

But ever-bidding voices see

You're caught in a web of emptiness

The tales told the path you tread

Does it lead into your head?

Or back to a world of emptiness?