| Strangely Strange But Oddly Normal |
|---|
| Friends greet you on the way, say |
| «There you go» |
| You may wonder where you’re supposed to be going |
| I have often thought of |
| The youngest daughter |
| And the joyous overflowing |
| When dark clouds pull the sky |
| I have cast my eye |
| To the path where we are treading |
| Oh I could wreck my brain |
| Trying to explain |
| Where it is I think that we are heading |
| Strangely strange |
| Aaa |
| Strangely strange but oddly normal X 2 |
| Lalalalalalala… |
| Why only the other day |
| I was making hay |
| For I supposed the sun was shining |
| But when I looked up |
| By hushed neon I was struck |
| Must adjust my sense of timing |
| Must be just my sense of timing |
| Well, I’ve had some things on my mind |
| And I’m mostly all the time |
| Like cardboard scarecrows on the seesaw |
| But where I do impart |
| Those things held to heart |
| While fitting pieces to the jigsaw |
