Here I lay,
looking up at the ground
I have no words to say,
and I hear no sound.
The loud world is silent,
just this time
Everything seems twisted,
without any ryhme
In a land I once called my own,
everything was straight,
everything done simply perfect and no one late
Time went fast without a strain,
no one was a misfit
each person was as the other - just plain, plain, plain,
But now
the world is turning upside down,
I cannot help it,
so here I lay
Helplessly allowing the world to turn,
but in my eyes some pleople need to learn
so here I lay,
with my eyes the other way
and only the ground above me to look at.
