Crazy is a state of mind…
That so many seem to find…
That wraps and tightly binds–
Until ‘reality’ unwinds…
We are all the crazy ones,
Holding quirks like loaded guns;
The sins of Fathers’ are the Sons’;
Watch out for what family-runs…
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…
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…
Frenetic Freak 