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A feeling deep in soul says I'm about to sink, Bringing the mind of madness close to the brink Overwhelming to the soul, But I believe that that would be it's goal Cleaning that old romper room, Using a old dirty broom Did that cow really jump over the moon Maybe an illusion from inside the mind Clinging to any hope you may find Yesterday , the flame of passion Was lost to what was the fashion Left behind Hit rewind To do it on their own time Must rewrite some old nursery rhyme Hey diddle diddle I'm the cat with the fiddle Some man already landed on the moon These words keep banging in my head So I shuffle them around instead keeps me from from going mad I know that's kinda sad I put my own special touch At times it may be to much This is all I know So it's the end of the show