I live in a room Where time stands still, I've been a little sickly of late Needing to take a handful of pills Sometimes I think that I am As dead as I'm ever going to be That's if I wake up tomorrow Sometimes I know just where I've gone wrong and caused a lot of sorrow I dream the strangest dreams Last night I caught my Mentor mixing metaphor Then I watched me go 'round in circles One foot nailed to the floor While I was stood in a room full of mirrors Frantically looking for the door.