Wednesday, March 4, 2020


  • All around me are familiar faces
    Worn out places, worn out faces
    Bright and early for their daily races
    Going nowhere, going nowhere
    Their tears are filling up their glasses
    No expression, no expression
    Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
    No tomorrow, no tomorrow

    And I find it kind of funny
    I find it kind of sad
    The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
    I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take
    When people run in circles it's a very, very
    Mad world
    Mad world
    Mad world
    Mad world

    Children waiting for the day they feel good
    Happy birthday, happy birthday
    Made to feel the way that every child should
    Sit and listen, sit and listen
    Went to school and I was very nervous
    No one knew me, no one knew me
    Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
    Look right through me, look right through me

    And I find it kind of funny
    I find it kind of sad
    The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
    I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take
    When people run in circles it's a very, very
    Mad world
    Mad world
    Mad world
    Mad world

    And I find it kind of funny
    I find it kind of sad
    The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had
    I find it hard to tell you 'cause I find it hard to take
    When people run in circles it's a very, very
    Mad world
    Mad world

    Enlarging your world
    Mad world 
     
     
    Tears for Fears
    Mad World
     
    on the walk this morning i was thinking what comes after super tuesday. hump day. get over it. it's a mad world. for now money determines everything, nearly everything. there are people who know better than to base all their aspirations on money, but they get waylaid by propaganda, which is big money, dark money, they don't know where it comes from, they don't know what to think.   

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