Roger Clyne & The Peacemakers World Ain't Gone Crazy
Turn your lights down low
Take your skeletons out of the closet
We can dance to Life with the Dead
And answer every little voice in your head
Let me give my heart away
With a little bit of luck it'll break every day
Share me your pains so I may relieve them
Tell me your visions and I will believe them
I am a candle burning on the dark side of the moon
I am an anvil borne aloft your helium balloon
We're a crooked little bloom
Full of moon perfume
Ambrosia in a cup of clay
The World ain't gone crazy baby
It was born that way
She will offer no defense
Her embrace is a casual indifference
From a seed to a stem to a bloom
We're a warm little light in a cold dark room
Let me give my heart away
With a little bit of luck it'll break every day
Give me a smile, shed me a tear
We have everything to lose and nothing to fear
Oh, yes!
I guess it's true, I must confess
That somewhere not so deep inside
The gods and the devils run a roller coaster ride
Where the wrongs and the rights and the darks and the lights
All collide and coalesce
I don't need an answer
I don't care to guess