I'm walking,
And all I see are little puddles of blue
Blue, how typical
Blue, that's tries to be red and green
Blue, that will never see into me
Where are the crazies?
My ocean of rainbows, deep?
I can't live with the roommates in my head
They like to fight over chores while I'm not sleeping in bed
My muse, she's a hider
Wants me to speak for her
I can, lady, I can
I always have
It's the words they don't understand