Will someone please turn off my mind
My thoughts are racing all the time
There is no reason or no rhyme
I'm trapped inside myself

A newborn baby has two primary forms of communication
Laughter, which says, I love this
Or crying, which says, this frightens me, I'm in pain
Life can bring much pain
There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely

At the bottom of the hourglass
Lies sand that represents the past
In which all of my demons rest
I'm calling out for help

There are many ways to deal with this pain
Choose wisely (choose wisely, choose wisely)
(Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely)
(Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely)
(Choose wisely, choose wisely, choose wisely)

K-O-D