Words and Music: Mike Connell
Come steer me now
Leave ideas in my head.
And I'll come alive
Or cover me instead.
There's a ceiling light above me
And a song that says I will.
And it's kneeling down upon me -- lonelier still.
Come hear me out.
There's more that I have been
Than figured out
And stunted end to end.
There's a ceiling light above me
And a space it cannot fill.
And it's bearing down upon me holding me still.
And I convinced you
That I would get there first.
And you send me down a spiral -- only worse.