Full Circle

I'm having recurring dreams About the same old, simple thing They lay me down in a wooden box And lock me out from the world I sought The story's never gonna write itself You're better off searching somewhere else Your mind's a traveler and I'm its guide It's come full circle, take it all in stride Yeah I need release I thought the truth would make me complete In the end, my only regret Was letting you get into my head It was a quarter to three When the right words came to me I was blinded by the sun It's come full circle and it's time to run Yeah