Ooh… somewhere in the silence Ooh… somewhere in my mind Are you looking for the real me? Or the one I leave behind? Wake up, same head, different weather Thoughts in a box that won’t stay together One says stop, one says go One’s got a map but forgot what it knows Coffee gone cold, got a tune in my head Ten conversations that I never said Smile for the world, keep the wheels on tight Whole bloody circus doing laps all night Little bit of genius, little bit of doubt Build me a door, then I brick it up Try to sit still, but the signal gets crossed Find something real in the noise I’ve lost There’s a thousand little versions of me All fighting for the same old seat If I pull the plug, will the noise disappear? Or will I finally hear what’s here? Ooh, it’s the madness of my mind Lost in the middle, but I’m doing just fine Ooh, there’s a little light inside Even when the whole world spins sideways I’m not broken, I’m a work in progress Trying to make sense of this beautiful mess The madness… of my mind Of my mind… of my mind… I’ve got a filing cabinet full of maybes Lost my keys and my train of thought lately Brain like a browser with a hundred tabs One’s playing music and I can’t find that I read the room, then I read it again Invent three problems that don’t exist yet Got a fast-track mind on a roundabout road And a pocket full of things I was meant to know Don’t need fixing like a broken machine Just need a little space between the scenes If life’s a joke, let me write the punchline Laugh at the madness, make the madness rhyme Ooh, it’s the madness of my mind Lost in the middle, but I’m doing just fine Ooh, there’s a little light inside Even when the whole world spins sideways I’m not broken, I’m a work in progress Trying to make sense of this beautiful mess Of my mind… mind… mind… Right, let’s talk to the committee upstairs One wants peace, one’s preparing for bears One says run, one says make a cup of tea One’s got a theory about the whole galaxy I put my thoughts on a beat, let them argue in time Turn a head full of static to a bassline No grand solution, no miracle cure Just a little more rhythm when the road gets obscure I’ve been the mask, I’ve been the joke Been the bloke saying “I’m alright” through the smoke But under the noise, there’s a pulse, there’s a spark A tiny little transmitter still lighting the dark So let it all chatter, let the old tapes play I don’t have to believ I put my thoughts on a beat, let them argue in time Turn a head full of static to a bassline No grand solution, no miracle cure Just a little more rhythm when the road gets obscure I’ve been the mask, I’ve been the joke Been the bloke saying “I’m alright” through the smoke But under the noise, there’s a pulse, there’s a spark A tiny little transmitter still lighting the dark So let it all chatter, let the old tapes play I don’t have to believe every word they say If the mind’s a madhouse, give the walls some sound STATIC REBELLION — turn the whole thing around! Ooh, it’s the madness of my mind Lost in the middle, but I’m doing just fine Ooh, there’s a little light inside Even when the whole world spins sideways I’m not broken, I’m a work in progress Beautiful chaos, beautiful mess Ooh… the madness of my mind Ooh… there’s a little light inside Somewhere in the silence Somewhere in my mind Are you looking for the real me? I’m still here… I’m still here…
