I lie awake until the sun hits on my bedroom floor. There's nothing at stake. Does it matter if I go blind? No call for help, give me a shot and I'll be satisfied. I won't commit to anything but my ideas. But I can tell you I've counted the Times my mind just couldn't figure it out. Are we tied down to the things that define us? But I can tell you I've counted the Times my mind just couldn't figure it out. Are we tied down? I cringed a bit. I'm getting used to what you say the more you Make it fit inside your perfect little mouth. You talk and pick your words so eloquent, It's hard to keep up and commit to anything but my ideas. But I can tell you I'm waiting Until my mind can finally figure it out. Are we tied down to the things that define us? But I can tell you I'm waiting Until my mind can finally figure it out. Are we tied down?