Beauty of the Madness
I can’t stop a good album in the middle
I can’t stop thinking on the riddle
It won’t beat me
I won’t go crazy
Cause I hear every sound with my eyes closed
I know the beauty of the madness
It’s not that it’s in the middle
It doesn’t know about riddles
It’s in every cell
It turns them on
Feel it one way and lose control
Feel it again and see the beauty of the madness
I give my soul to their rhythms
I send a note on the airwaves
I am with you brother
I am feeling you sister
We gotta fight to let go
Find the space to see the beauty of the madness