Colyricalfully Distracted Inside My Head

There are days like this I feel sixty-five

Everything I see is blue

Like me

Like you

Inside and outside

There are days I blink one hundred and eighty two

Thinking about my age again

What is it

Why do I act this way

Inside and outside

There are days I tailor to the swift

Memorizing you in red

What was it

Where were we

Inside and outside

There are days you catch the katy

Leaving me a mule to ride

Was it to the Taj Mahal

Or was it you

Inside and outside

There are days I am drifting through the wind

Pouring me a perry for the sorrow

Why do I act this way

Let your colors burst

Inside and outside

There are days its too cold to play

Looking at your green eyes

Or are they green lights

Oh lorde I can’t stop

Inside and outside

There are days we live beneath the sea

Hoping to be someone else someday

Avoid the beetles on the yellow brick road

Or was it a submarine

Inside or outside

There are days my thoughts are like this

Ramblings like stew in my brain

Another green day

All of these thoughts

Inside my head