All in my mind I walked down mayflower road again the wailing sound echoes from the park seems so absurd the bird stained towers I knew it would but i can’t shake the sting can’t spend my time on everybody else if buildings fell at least we’d be in matrimony I cant control the words kaleidoscope inside my head
has the world gone mad or is it me? all these small things they gather round me gather round me is it all so very bad? I can’t see all these small things they gather round me gather round me and I can’t see my love
saw the police screaming something trivial like 'keep the peace' the world moves on and you can’t shake the sound I know she’s home leaning on somebody loathing life all in my mind the anvil and the weight upon my back
has the world gone mad or is it me? all these small things they gather round me gather round me is it all so very bad? I can’t see all these small things they gather round me gather around me and I can’t see my love