All in my mind
I walked down Mayflower Road again
The wailing sound
Echoes from the park seem so absurd
The bus takes hours
I knew it would but I can't shake the sting
Can't spend my time on everybody else
If buildings fell at least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control the words
Kaleidoscope inside my head

Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me

Saw the police
Screaming something trivial like
"Keep the peace"
The world moves on and
You can't shake the sound
know she's home
Waiting on somebody holding life
All in my mind, the anvil and the weight upon my back

Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me
And I can't see my love

Has the world gone mad
Or is it me?
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things they gather 'round me
Gather 'round me

Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Writer(s): Benjamin John Howard