Weird Inside

Nursery planets spinning above my crib That extends to the end of sibling singings About how the past is solely Remembered in one's bed Lesser fielders lose the filters Of the feelers gaining feelers For the soulful Saturn healers Healing lows for next to nothing Storage booths full of boots And reconnecting roots Enjoying other minds That I don't mind Lost and found never ever finds Floating highs, drifting byes They come like flies While, insightful carpets always seem to lie Beneath George Harrison sunny, sunny skies Lost and found never ever finds I feel Like I'm next to the ground I feel Like I'm escaping the sound I feel Peppermint kisses on my head I feel Yellow, blues, and reds I feel like I can be everything Or something out of a dream High pitched rise On common sentence rides I'm in backseat feeling free to chance Losing mental shoulder stance I don't understand minds sometimes Both yours and mine I don't know what this means Half the lime But like it, you might And we can groove all night I hope you see the side that's right Hi It's just I'm weird inside Hi It's just I'm weird inside