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