If your mind seeds so many questions,
Misery is never gone astray.
Your trail, my thought,
What an awkward system to be playing on the brain.
My make-up, the pillow when I wake up,
Stains in a way that seems to drown me.
 [bad word] to point but attention's what I want,
& she told me that I look like David Bowie.

It's all in my mind now,
But I can't help thinking why it's oh so quiet.
When I woke up it was like this,
What a colourful day I have been [bad word] with.

In the focus I wanted you to notice,
Everything I'm trying to improve.
Up early, I'm telling you a story,
So look at me when I'm talking to you.
private number, I'm curiously under,
The impression that I'm subject to surveilance.
So tragic, I'm mixed up in the magic,
& everybody's trying to make a difference.

It's all in my mind now,
But I can't help thinking why you're oh so quiet.
When I woke up it was like this,
What a colourful day I have been [bad word] with.

You never wanted anything more,
Yeah you, so clever, wanted everything more.

When I woke up it was like this,
What a colourful day I have been [bad word] with.
It's all in my mind, love,
But I can't help thinking why it's oh so quiet.