Friday, May 23, 2008

All around me are familiar faces, worn out places, worn out faces.
Bright and Early for the daily races,  going nowhere, going nowhere.
Their tears are filling up their glasses. No expression, no expression.
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow, no tommorrow, no tommorrow.

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take,
but when people run in circles it's a very, very mad world,
mad world.

Children waiting for the day they feel good.
Happy birthday, happy birthday.
When they feel the way every child should.
Sit and listen, sit and listen.
Went to school and I was very nervous,
noone knew me, noone knew me.
Hello teacher, tell me whats my lesson,
look right through me, look right through me.

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad.
The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take,
but when people run in circles it's a very, very mad world...
mad world...

enlargen your world... 

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