nine to five jobs
feeling dead
not paid enough
it's all in my head
old love
life stopped mid-tread
being shut out
it's all in my head
possibilities
playing hard to get
running around
it's all in my head
it's all in my head
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everything is in the head...perhaps with the exception of old love...that is if you are referring to love and not memories..even in memories i guess more than just the head is involved..but then, if you choose to get all scientific..
but i guess this is not a scientific discourse ne
:P most certainly not!
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead;
I lift my lids and all is born again.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
The stars go waltzing out in blue and red,
And arbitrary blackness gallops in:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I dreamed that you bewitched me into bed
And sung me moon-struck, kissed me quite insane.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
God topples from the sky, hell's fires fade:
Exit seraphim and Satan's men:
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
I fancied you'd return the way you said,
But I grow old and I forget your name.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
I should have loved a thunderbird instead;
At least when spring comes they roar back again.
I shut my eyes and all the world drops dead.
(I think I made you up inside my head.)
that is what i remembered the instant i read 'it's all in my head' :)
my musing reminded you of sylvia plath?! i'm in august company then, albeit undeservedly... ;)
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