Weird Inside

Nursery planets spinning above my crib
That extends to the end of sibling singings
About how the past is solely
Remembered in one's bed

Lesser fielders lose the filters
Of the feelers gaining feelers
For the soulful Saturn healers
Healing lows for next to nothing

Storage booths full of boots
And reconnecting roots
Enjoying other minds
That I don't mind

Lost and found never ever finds
Floating highs, drifting byes
They come like flies
While, insightful carpets always seem to lie

Beneath George Harrison sunny, sunny skies
Lost and found never ever finds

I feel
Like I'm next to the ground

I feel
Like I'm escaping the sound

I feel
Peppermint kisses on my head

I feel
Yellow, blues, and reds

I feel like I can be everything
Or something out of a dream

High pitched rise
On common sentence rides
I'm in backseat feeling free to chance
Losing mental shoulder stance

I don't understand minds sometimes
Both yours and mine

I don't know what this means
Half the lime
But like it, you might
And we can groove all night

I hope you see the side that's right

Hi
It's just I'm weird inside

Hi
It's just I'm weird inside