Just a glance
A glimpse from some impulsive world
Vaguely focus in and out
I can see it fading; turn and go
I can see it fading. . . nothing I can do
My eyes are tied
Just one time
A grasp on some unchallenged realm
Firmly stating my control
I can feel it churning; wait a while
I can feel it churning. . . nothing I can do
My limbs are tied
I can see it fading. . . nothing I can do
I can feel it churning. . . nothing I can do
My mind is tied