Vertigo Blues

I must admit I'm trying to turn back the clock
So I sat down in innocence and promptly forgot
As I drifted past the daydreams into nothingness
And the self that I knew suddenly ceased to exist
For there was no shadow beneath the exit sign
Just an expanse of gossamer left to unwind

And all of the certainties seemed tangled and bent
With directional signs of my terse predicament
And terra firma seemingly dangled on a string
With no clue apparent, the net closed around me
One step into paradise seemed like a parking lot
And since I lost my spot, one part simply forgot

The mixed up jingle jangles and stop lights up ahead
Some shouted out warnings as I just sped ahead
Sirens in the distance yet I heard the rubber screech
And pretense became unstable on my own two feet
Spinning spinning goes the wheel where it stops I'll find out
And all the tests were run to erase any doubt 

Kings, queens and soldiers offered patchwork quilt displays
And clothed me in these blankets while talking of today
So I asked about tomorrow and they said these sands
Have walls that I must break down with a daily can
I thought their proposition had a secret code
But as the days wore out I found it was my soul

I lay awake dreaming whatever could not be
The etchings I had gathered have less reality
Like a visage softly fading in the sunset hour
Powers that I lost sit in an ivory tower
With toys left on the chopping block I sense disarray
As I try to turn back the clock in these dark days
Waiting to exclaim, explain and adapt to change
Just because I couldn't stop to find my yesterday