Lyrics In the Thicket - Dead Meadow

In the Thicket

You don’t know what to do
A prison of all view
Now you’re caught, no room left to move
Another point to prove
A thicket of all view
I see doubt in all you call to be true
A self so defined
By all you call mine
A tie that won’t unbind, you keep trying
Another point to prove
A thicket of all view
I see doubt in all you call to be true
True as it may seem
As true it can be
No great truth to set you free
Past the western wall
Past the prison wall
Talk comes slow if at all