Weird Times

Sometimes your mind plays tricks on you

It's hard to ignore what is felt

And in the moment all you can do

Is think about the band hand that you've just been dealt

In a moments time you will find without a reason

You'll count your flushes and all your straights

Because weird times bring out the gloom behind the curtain

And all that matters is what you take to create

In weird times

Blue skies might darken to the black

And the past feels like a memory that's not coming back