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 can't 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
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
waiting 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
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