Ding Dong

Ding-dong, it's an indigo blue
And the sky and the moon is a silverish hue.

But the stars are in order, yellow pale-ochre.
I don't wanna think about how my life's getting shorter.

I
Am really getting sick of all the trials and tribulations
Is
There no warming consolation

Made for me?

I don't think you want to

Hear about
My anguishes that come so natural.

I don't doubt
That I am being so irrational

As always, as per usual, as typical as I can be.
Oh my God, somebody set me free!

Ding-dong, there's a million clouds
In the sky and the moon isn't coming around,

But the stars are in hiding, silently deciding
Anywhere they want to be, but I would really like to see

Finally something that makes sense.

Nothing ever makes sense anymore.

Finally something to recompense me and my

Nostalgia.

I don't think you want to

Hear about
My anguishes that come so natural

I don't doubt
That I am being so irrational

As always, as per usual, as typical as I can be
Oh my God, somebody save me please!