Where do you go when you've somewhere to run   But the time isn't right and there's things to be done   And you're trapped half-way up, you don't want to go back   So you keep going on - compromising the land      And you see the green fields as you travel on by   And you look at the things you'd forgotten to try   And you wish you were young and you wish you were old   For the songs always sung and the stories been told      And you thought you were different but what did it mean   For you tricked yourself trying - life's still unseen   As it is, as it was, as it always will be   Will you find out at all what it is to be free      See it never was easy to live with a head   So I kept to the back room and I live there instead   What comes from the front-room is only for "Friends"   I have a bay window but that's where it ends      And it's here I see pictures and my madness is clear   And there's no longer logic so therefore no fear   And I've always said, with uncontrollable light   Sometimes when I've written a song - it's alright...