Tumbling, twisting like a tornado. Such a trial!
Under the covers I hide,no not yet I want to stay awhile
Everything is too crazy out there . Deep down I hide
Seething feelings boiling up need to keep eyes open wide
Don’t put the light on yet, leave those curtains closed
Arc lights blind me no one listens to a word I say
Yes, yes here we go it refuses to go away, Tuesday.