Words and Music: Mike Connell Come steer me now Leave ideas in my head. And I'll come alive Or cover me instead. There's a ceiling light above me And a song that says I will. And it's kneeling down upon me -- lonelier still. Come hear me out. There's more that I have been Than figured out And stunted end to end. There's a ceiling light above me And a space it cannot fill. And it's bearing down upon me holding me still. And I convinced you That I would get there first. And you send me down a spiral -- only worse.