Absent Minded
The phoenix born again
Its just a vicious circle
going in circles without any clues
Its just a mad hatted mess
looking to make no amends
It's just a disregarded apathy
if they suddenly look our way
no hello how are you?
how was your day?
Its just a nauseas stab in the dark
its just a thump to the head
its just a bruise to the knee
it's a scrape across my chest
on st. Patrick's day
It's just a concentrated mess
wrapped in a bundle
a mind trap of danger
and mind numbing insanities
you'll be asking whose who in a mystery
It's just looking for that angel
the one wearing that suit
the one who shot me in the face
and never made the news
It's just where it fell apart again
looking for assonance and reason
to the logic of keys and education
of gardens and statues
going in circles without any clues
Its just a mad hatted mess
looking to make no amends
It's just a disregarded apathy
if they suddenly look our way
no hello how are you?
how was your day?
Its just a nauseas stab in the dark
its just a thump to the head
its just a bruise to the knee
it's a scrape across my chest
on st. Patrick's day
It's just a concentrated mess
wrapped in a bundle
a mind trap of danger
and mind numbing insanities
you'll be asking whose who in a mystery
It's just looking for that angel
the one wearing that suit
the one who shot me in the face
and never made the news
It's just where it fell apart again
looking for assonance and reason
to the logic of keys and education
of gardens and statues
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The phoenix born again
The phoenix born again