Oddly weird, almost frightening Slightly off, unenlightening Like old age, it creeps up on you From the deep, where it grew And my mind escapes the room As the day's starting to bloom I’m caught up in thoughts A fight already fought Still, I can’t Keep it gone for long In my head, showing me all wrong And my mind escapes the room As the day's starting to bloom I’m caught up in thoughts A fight already fought In the end, you will see free Truce will rule, it will leave me Leave me