Mad Dive 

When every thought at night keeps you awake,

When the weirdness of the ideas are high on stake,

That’s when you are truly alive,

In madness ready to dive.

It is the urge to know,

Which doesn’t let you sleep,

Watching the stars shoot,

In the cold breeze.

That’s when you’re truly alive,

In madness ready to dive.

If you feel the urge to run away,

During the night to the bay,

That’s when you’re truly alive,

In madness ready to dive.

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