[Verse 1: Barabajagal]
There's a thing called the beautiful insanity
It's a test on your breath of humanity
You hold it in too long and see if you turn blue
Because its something you've always wanted to do
[Verse 2: Barabajagal]
You're not mad and you're not falling apart
You're not trying to nurse a broken heart
You're just a girl, trying to catch the leaves
You don't know why so they're kept in your sleeves
[Verse 3: Barabajagal]
There's a thing called the beautiful insanity
It reaches out and brushes your humanity
In purples, violets all looking like gold
Something white, something new, something black, something old
[Verse 4: Barabajagal]
Just look around in ambient way
Tuck it in a drawer and name it today
If you don't have a drawer your head will do
Shine it sometimes so it's forever new
[Verse 5: Barabajagal]
There's a thing called the beautiful insanity
Don't get me wrong if I say it's humanity
It's not a bad thing, and you've not lost the game
Because it's perfectly normal to be beautifully insane