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