A wise man with a way with words Sung that the world is a wilderness of mirrors And every one holds a different image of me Now if all the looking-glasses were turned around Would I cease to be? I never grew up, but I'm growing older each day Learning to love the things that I dread Bleeding my youth away (Walled in, walled in willingly Call me, call me a travesty) These self-replicating days of confinement While I alone stand out of place and alignment Neither man nor beast In a long-gone mason's maze of amazement That maddening laughter of his Speaks volumes of my state of debasement (Walled in, walled in willingly Call me, call me a travesty) These self-replicating days of confinement I alone stand out of place and alignment (Walled in, walled in willingly Call me, call me a travesty) These self-replicating days of confinement While I alone stand out of place and alignment I want out (or do you?) I want out (or do you?) I want out (or do you?) I want out