I stare out my window and look at what's become my world
While I've been confined to this place
My freedom isolated to a room, my mind
My prison I cannot escape
Resignation, my deterioration on me has not dawned
No memories past this moment - my life is slowly lost
Synaptic tension, creating suspension. Who am I? Who are you?
Each waking day is a struggle to stumble through
But I look back on my glory days when I wasn't trapped in this cage
Walk the Northwestern shores, breathe in that ocean air. I'm still there
Once again a visit from that girl
I struggle to put a name to the face
She tries to comfort me with words
I'm racked with confusion, I cannot relate
Resignation, my deterioration on me has not dawned
No memories past this moment - my life is slowly lost
Synaptic tension, creating suspension. Who am I? Who are you?
Each waking day is a struggle to stumble through
But I look back on my glory days
When I wasn't trapped in this cage
Walk the shores of the Grand and hold my daughter's hand
I'm still there
So I live in my glory days
To break me out of this cage
I hope that when that girl will come, she will understand
I'm still there