What the...?

Is the world circling round
Or is the spinning in my head?
Are these words some distant sound
Or are they something I just said?

Will someone tell me where this is
And how the hell we got to here?
Does my whacked mind make that fizz
And do I call it love or fear?

Look, just show me the way out
Or is the exit plain to see?
This strange story may yet end
But it makes no sense to me.

Time's Up

Through silent rooms glide long-gone faces
Mumbling ghosts in fading places
Promises turned to decay
Time's blood drips my life away.

Child lost in a mystic maze
Cries out in the thickening haze
Dreams of magic paths to Earth
A time to die, to find rebirth.

World floats round in empty space
Longs to vanish without trace
Not much more this mind can take
Time stops still - something must break.