Zen Brain

I'm going from strange to stranger
Every year
It's going from strange to stranger
Every year

I take it back, you're panicking
I take it back, I just don't know
I really thought I wanted to go
But when you're close

You look through me just like a ghost
I like sleeping
I'm only safe when I'm dreaming
I need a new heart

This one's hollow, always scheming
You wait for summer
And then you wait for winter
But there's a total lack of splendor