Tom Milsom - Weird Times lyrics

I Said a silly thing Went away Turned Truculent and taciturn Muddled up the day Cold In the heat of it Shivering Gold Light falls in the aftermath Shadowy and thin These weird times are haunting me These weird times are haunting me I wish I could hang up my persona and let it reset overnight I guess sleep is the closest I've got Must be why I do it a lot Every day is a gentle parade and then small fundamentals you took to be fine fall apart A stone out of place in my heart Another black stone in my heart I think I'll take a walk in the garden that's frozen in time every night Silent crystals have sprouted and stopped They once knew how to grow but forgot Every day is so nearly the same and the strange subtle change should feel cool and okay but it's not But it's not