Zen Brain

I'm going from strange to stranger

Every year

It's going from strange to stranger

Every yearI take it back, you're panicking

I take it back, I just don't know

I really thought I wanted to go

But when you're closeYou look through me just like a ghost

I like sleeping

I'm only safe when I'm dreaming

I need a new heartThis one's hollow, always scheming

You wait for summer

And then you wait for winter

But there's a total lack of splendor