I`m trapped in words   Held hostage by my friends   Tripped up by meaning   Taking a road just to get to it`s end      Tongue Tied   It`s killing me      I want to see things for the first time   Show you things that are brighter, darker, sharper, softer      But I`m struck dumb and dead   Thoughts like paper over fire      There`s a hole in my world   That makes me talk like a liar      Over there I see a fist fight   A woman in a care full of toys smokes a cigarette   Conversations twist and turn   I get the feeling I am learning more than ever before   This is the first time      Tongue Tied   It`s killing me