Queensryche - Out of mind: lyrics de la chanson

(Chris DeGarmo)
Little girl sits in the corner
locked in a stare.
Arms waiving madly at something
that sadly isn№t there.
Dressed in the day№s best by a nurse
who№s nowhere to be found.
What does she see ?
Maybe she№s looking at me.

Old man is strapped to the seat of his chair
wearing a gown,
shouting and cursing at someone who clearly
isn№t around.
Father Time has twisted his mind. The staff says,
іHe№s not well !І
To whom does he speak ?
Maybe he№s speaking to me.

So we keep these people inside these walls,
from society.
Their forgotten lives safe from the crowd,