You don't know what to do A prison of all view Now you're caught, no room left to move Another point to prove A thicket of all view I see doubt in all you call to be true A self so defined By all you call mine A tie that won't unbind, you keep trying Another pointt to prove A thicket of all view I see doubt in all you call to be true True as it may seem As true it can be No great truth to set you free Past the western wall Past the prison wall Talk comes slow if at all