Madness is all around me
My perspective is a glowing flow of uncertainty
I can't see the forest for the trees
Madness is a sea
Of reflections drowning in the thought parade
Madness is the comedy of a dying star
It's years so far away
You won't find us here, through a looking glass
In a future so near, through radiant blooms, pondering the far
We are the butterflies that dance throughout the lightning lit skies
We are the chasm that brings the earth to it's knees
As it floats through the cosmos as it breathes
At the end of a melody, you'll find
At the end of a melody, you'll find
That the music itself is just a thought to unwind
And those who were dancing were thought of insane
By those who could never feel or hear the rain
Madness is all around me
My perspective is a glowing flow of uncertainty
I can't see the forest for the trees
Madness is a sea
Of reflections drowning in the thought parade
Madness is the comedy of a dying star
It's years so far away
You won't find us here, through a looking glass
In a future so near, through radiant blooms, pondering the far
We are the butterflies that dance throughout the lightning lit skies
We are the mad ones
The artist, the leper, the masochist and the drone
Pythagoras with chaos
We breathe ancient hurricanes into our lungs
At the end of a melody, you'll find
That the music itself is just a thought to unwind
And those who were dancing were thought of insane
By those who couldn't feel or hear the rain
It's shrouded, untamed, a vale cabaret
It's the beauty and the madness of ballet
And at the tip of my weekend gaze
One second we're perfectly fine
Then, with the tide, we are completely a daze
Only those things are beautiful which are inspired by madness and written by reason