He woke up in a room with no door No past to recall, no time like before A single chair, a window high Through it he saw a moving sky Who placed me here, who drew the lines? Is this a cage, or just my mind? He knocked the walls, they had no sound No echoes came, no solid ground So he closed his eyes, let go of fear And found the door was always near Who placed me here, who drew the lines? Is this a cage, or just my mind?