Small Things
All in my mindI walked down Mayflower Road againThe wailing soundEchoes from the park seems so absurdThe bird stained towersI knew it would but I can't shake the stingCan't spend my time on everybody elseIf buildings fell at least we'd be in matrimonyI can't control the wordsKaleidoscope inside my head
Has the world gone madOr is it me?All these small things they gather round meGather round meIs it all so very bad?I can't seeAll these small things they gather round meGather round me
Saw the policeScreaming something trivial like'Keep the peace'The world moves on andYou can't shake the soundI know she's homeWaiting on somebody holding lifeAll in my mind the anvil andThe weight upon my back
Has the world gone madOr is it me?All these small things they gather round meGather round meIs it all so very bad?I can't seeAll these small things they gather round meGather around meAnd I can't see my love
Has the world gone madOr is it me?All these small things they gather round meGather round meIs it all so very bad?I can't seeAll these small things they gather round meGather around me