Caught In the Thistle

She's caught in the thistle and weeds Of all her suffering Driven by the waves and wind The storm never did give in She tried calling out your name I'll pass if it's all the same 'Cause my voice bouncing off the sky Is no way to waste my time Caught in the tensions of my mind And these fences you designed To keep your distance as the blind lead the blind And all the games you like to play All the answers you delay That keep us questioning cliches The mystical charade Not sure what we should think About all these atrocities Firing off one after the next If you're quiet then I'll be direct Mean kid on a pile of ants With his magnifying glass Like I said not sure what to think I'll be quiet and let you speak And I'm caught in the tensions of my mind And these fences you designed To keep your distance as the blind lead the blind And all the games you like to play All the answers you delay That keep us questioning cliches The mystical charade Please change my mind Change my mind Please change my mind Please change my mind And I'm caught in the tensions of my mind And these fences you designed To keep your distance as the blind lead the blind And all the fucking games you like to play All the answers you delay That keep us questioning cliches The mystical Caught in the tensions of my mind And these fences you designed To keep your distance as the blind lead the blind And all the games you like to play All the answers you delay That keep us questioning cliches The mystical charade