On my mind, a walk down Mayflower Road again
The waning sun echoes from the park seems so absurd
The bus takes off, I knew it would but I can't shake the stain
Can't spend my time, won't everybody else
If feelings fail, at least we'd be in matrimony
I can't control the words collapsed open inside my head
I can't control the words collapsed open inside my head
Is the world gone mad, or is it me?
All these small things, they gather on me
They gather on me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things, they gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me
Gather on me








Screaming something trivial like
Keep the peace, the world moves on
And you can't shake the sound
No, she's home
Waiting on somebody low and light
All of my mind
The anvil and the weight of all my back
Is the world going mad?
Or is it me?
All these small things
They gather up
And I'm not the only one
They gather on me
Is it all so very bad?
I can't see
All these small things
They gather up
Gather up me
Gather up me
And I can't see my love
Is the world going mad?
Or is it me?
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
Is it all so very bad? I can't see
All these small things, they gather on me, gather on me
And I can't see my heart
And I can't see my heart
And I can't see my heart