Chorus:

Round and round and round she goes
Where it stops, he certainly knows
It's the only thing he knows how to feel
He is trapped
In sanity's reel


Einstein's definition
Heard it years before
Do the same thing over again
Remain the same at the core
Expect a different outcome
With each endeavor in vain
No bit of pluck, not tenacious at all
Just a bit insane

Chorus

What makes this so intriguing?
Keeps the remote at bay?
Hero's doomed, there's no way out
Should he press play?
Is his ingénue oblivious?
Or does she revel in his pain?
She knows how this will end
So who is it that's insane?

Chorus

Years and years spent spinning round
The same old lies, the same sad sound
The same brief joys, the same sharp pain
The tragic reel of the insane


7/4/04