The Blink From All Or Nothing

Oh I'm a cuckoo bird, yes I'm a nut off the block

and you'll know it's true when you hear me talk

My prattlings on are like delusions of grandeur

a vision of reality in a haze of pipe dreams blur

The emotional stability of mice beneath chairs

comes to minds as my drama's to much to bear

This wont ever heal, and a change shall never be 

for we're stuck with all this until death set it free