It Blows My Mind

5 Aug 2025 · 3 min

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A lyrical monologue on human contradiction: we all want love, yet hate persists. The speaker meets a man who lost his voice after being fired, and wonders why a happy face is so hard to find. Hope, he suggests, is a song that writes itself.

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Blows my mind, the human race. We all want love, but still there's hate. And a happy face is hard to find, and it blows my mind. On the street, without a choice, I saw a man without a voice. He used to be a family man until his boss gave him the can. Blows my mind, the human race. We all want love, but still there's hate. There's a day waiting to be born. It will come as easy as the dawn, without a thistle or a thorn, like Like a song that writes itself, song that writes itself. Took a breath, let out a sigh, wiped my tears and said goodbye. Went to heaven for the day. They told me that it's time to pray. It blows my mind, the human race. We are one love and still there's hate. And a, a little faith is hard to find. It blows my mind. It blows my mind, the human race. We pray to God to save this place. And a happy face is hard to find. It blows my mind. It blows my mind. My mind.