Song of Insanity

Crazy is a state of mind,
That so many seem to find,
That wraps and tightly binds--
Until 'reality' unwinds...
Until 'reality' unwinds...

Crazy is a state of mind...
That in groups we seem to find;
Surely as the Sun doth shine;
Denounced, if not in keeping kind;
Acknowledged when the sight is hind...

We are all the crazy ones,
Holding quirks like loaded guns;
The sins of Fathers' are the Sons';
Watch out for what family-runs...

Once you get it in your head,
The realization starts to spread:
The path can never be retread.
The path can never be retread.

Life is a joke--so say the dead...

Crazy is a state of mind,
That so many seem to find,
That wraps and tightly binds--
Until 'reality' unwinds...
Until 'reality' unwinds...