Atop My Mind

*Something different... when the song is created then the flow and melody will make sense. But nothing makes sense, like this song.*


I really try to think straight
But my mind refuses to compensate
Isn’t it great
Isn’t it great
When I cut right through the red tape
Red tape

Crumbling walls that surround my life
All will be revealed before I die
Don’t lie
Don’t lie
The truth is on the inside
Inside

Bottle it up and stick the cork in
Notes enveloped with ink of sin
I swear I’ll win
I swear I’ll win
Be sure to repeat this story to your kin
Your kin

Treasure chest filled with skulls and bones
This acre of land is not my home
I’m all alone
I’m all alone
My mind is where my life condones
Condones

I know I will always survive
In the little house that sits atop my mind
If I’m so kind
If I’m so kind
My home is where I shall resign
Resign

I really like the way this song is written. Structure and flow is awesome. Very Original.

Well done!