Old Normal

Common sense isn’t rare
a foundation made of sand
the ship rose from the bottom
I’m living mouth to hand
Everyone went crazy
pretending they were sane
to me it’s not a tragedy
if I only had a brain
Everywhere there’s people tripping
I got nowhere left to fall
some afraid of losing something
but I never had it all
I got my senses
I see where the train is headed
climbing ropes unravel
but my string was never threaded

The world starts spinning
wrongside round
faster than a flash
gravity stopped pointing down
nearly broke but I got cash

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