... Every morning I would see her getting off the bus. The picture never drops, it's like a multicolored snapshot.
Stuck in my brain, it kept me sane for a couple of years as it drenched my fears, of becoming like the others - who become unhappy mothers and fathers of unhappy kids. And why is that? Cuz they've forgotten how to play. Or maybe they're afraid to feel ashamed. To seem strange. To seem insane. To gain weight. To seem gay.
I tell you this:
That it takes a fool to remain sane, in this world all covered up in shame.
It takes a fool to remain sane.
*The ark - It takes a fool