Deep inside your hollow mind

Soft music plays off key

Out of tune and lost outside

That sound bewilders me

Even though the voice that sings

Is quaint in every way

The instrument that emits those tones

Sounds quite in disarray

Surely you must feel it faulter

You have to hear it die

Every note outside the chord

Could not just pass you by

Every day your ears do hear

Each stroke that's off the charts

And every day you take a step

To fit yourself to every part

The off-key notes inside your mind

are that of which are wrong

So why do you go and change yourself

to fit each misplaced song?

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