Trapped   A game of roulette   A marble and wheel   Revolver and steel   While down on his luck   A grimacing drunk   He spins on his axis   On top of the table   Espousing his views      ... familiar   Removed it may come to you   How your contempt is renewed   The train of thought running here   Makes me see all too clear   How I'm like everyone I can remember I knew      Trapped   Supply and demand   Mathematics and facts   Computing revealed   The secret's concealed   Displaced of it's day   The weight of an age   A hideous scheme   Horizons of steel      Walking on tightropes   They're lost in my neighborhood   Long streets I know very well   Wandering aimlessly, wavering endlessly   Leaving today for the next town that gets in the way      Trapped   By fear in my voice   I struggle to speak   I struggle to reach   That tone in your voice   The onset of fear   It spins like the world   As is everything near   Just from breathing the air      Trapped by my point of view   Locked in a waiting room where we are smothered desire   Lost in a notebook who's heartstrings sing out to you   Coming to terms with the slow spiteful passing of years