Web of Tangled Reason

Through the web of tangled reason, the voices seem to cry
"What point is there in living if you have to live a lie?"
There's nowhere in this prison that anyone can hide
No doors or walls or windows, but I am walled inside

And the dreams of the night come bursting through my skull
And tears overflow on the sidewalks below
And the gutters are full

And we work and work for money 'til everyone is tired
Then someone runs out of ideas and everyone gets fired
And when you lose the feeling from your fingers and your toes
Then I'll be the one to tell you, "That's the way the feeling goes"

And the dreams of the night come bursting through my skull
And tears overflow on the sidewalks below
And the gutters are full

So here's to the vultures who celebrate decay
The downcast, the downhearted, they're in everybody's way
So please forgive this moment that shines a light upon
The web of tangled reason that keeps us keeping on

And the dreams of the night come bursting through my skull
And tears overflow on the sidewalks below
And the gutters are full