Insanity & Sane by Textile Merchant

I’m hangin’ in the balance
Of insanity and sane
It’s quite a bit confusing
But I’m happy to complain

On and on and on I’m greeting
All the people that I’m meeting
Move my tray a little
I’ll try to solve this riddle

When you find your ‘found-ness’ in electric beds
Then you will no longer face the world with dread
And be alive instead

I’m curiously staring, at the wallpaper prints
I was dozing in the bathtub
But I haven’t been there since

You must wear a face for facing
All the silly thoughts you’re racing
Through your mind this minute
Enter the race to win it

I got lost but I wasn’t scared
I saw the people but I didn’t care
That they were unaware

• Alternative
• drums
• eclectic
• enigmatic
• guitar
• indie pop
• piano
• songwriter
• strings
• vocals
• Hudson