[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