Losing Your Mind

What a comfort to find out

That you're losing your mind

When you re-realize

That it's not the first time



Burnt the beyond

When you learned how to fly

Just learn later on

That there isn't a sky



There aren't any clouds

And there aren't any trees

And there aren't any birds

And there's no cinder caught in my eye



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



What a comfort to find out

That you're losing your mind

When you re-realize

That it's not the first time



Burnt the beyond

When you learned how to fly

Just learn later on

That there isn't a sky



There aren't any clouds

And there aren't any trees

And there aren't any birds

And there's no cinder caught I my eye



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it



'Til I've tied a tired knot

And tired to untie it

I just can't decide

If I should lie or tell the truth

And try to hide it