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WHO WILL LOVE ME IN MY MADNESS?
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By: James Kavanagh
Who will love me in my madness
When the fearsome mornings come without warning
In the melancholy of soft rain
And the dull of grey days?
When I dare not tell you who I am
Patched together with a string
Fumbling, fearful, lost?
Who will love me in my madness
When you seek to lean on me
To glean some strngth
That yesterday I seemed to have?
When I'm sure that I have failed
And am not strong at all
And want to run away?
Soon my madness will be gone
And I will laugh every time I see the sun
But in those mad and fearful times
Who will love me?
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Do you hear the jet plane yawning miles across the sky?
Hear the garbage truck back down in boulevard
Setting off the car alarms as it passes by
Do you hear the static of one thousand de-tuned radios?
Shut the window love, keep the world outside
I don't want to think about anyone
And the footsteps are getting louder
Drowning out the sound of the rain as it knocks on the window-sill
I'm not answering the phone, let it ring
Lately i've been feeling like a falling bomb
The ground is getting closer and the sky is falling...down
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