The Connells

Spiral

The Connells


Come steer me now 
Leave ideas in my head. 
And I'll come alive 
Or cover me instead. 

There's a ceiling light above me 
And a song that says I will. 
And it's kneeling down upon me--lonlier still. 

Come hear me out. 
There's more that I have been 
Than figured out 
And stunted end to end. 

There's a ceiling light above me 
And a space it cannot fill. 
And it's bearing down upon me holding me still. 

And I convinced you 
That I would get there first. 
And you send me down a spiral--only worse.