Hey

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

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