作词 : Brock
The questions asked but never known,
The feeling governs which way 
I'll goEndless circles on my mind
Spiralling a downward climb
Which way 
I'll go.The thoughts are there for you to find,
But you never know which way 
I'll goThose flashing lights are warning me
But ever-bidding voices see
You're caught in a web of emptiness
The tales told the path you tread
Does it lead into your head?
Or back to a world of emptiness?
Smiling faces watching me
Helping hands just wait and see
Which way 
I'll goWhite walls stretching in the sun
Was it here that 
I began which way 
I'll goFaintly voices plead with me,
Ever asking, ever seeing
Which way 
I'll go.Those flashing lights are warning me
But ever-bidding voices see
You're caught in a web of emptiness
The tales told the path you tread
Does it lead into your head?
Or back to a world of emptiness?