Healthy Sick

No one can stop it all from crashin' down to shit

Push to feel something more than just the sound of it

Time, time is the magic truth of storing

Sometimes, magic is so very, very boring

It's a healthy kind of sick

A slow sort of quick

I'm very sad I don't feel bad at all

It's a different sort of same

A crazy sort of same

A feeling without a name that they call love

Because I have my doubts, I know it must be true

Watch the dreamed eye every day I don't know what to do

I know it's only fear that makes me wonder

But I wonder why I'm so afraid