Between A Rock And A Hard Place

sitting...current dragging...wind mills I'd like to be the vital no.1...everywhere for everyone standing...hearing voices which come to me gust of wind knocks me down, I lie in the dust tears, rivers, the small kingdom I fall asleep... strangeness surrounds me dragged away... losing my soul flying I see landscape surreal I feel like a child, careless in the world then I am caught in the whirlpool I feel like a child, careless in the world I'm heaven that gave you promise find my way maybe somewhere in between I wearily try not to hurt them find my way maybe somewhere in between