There's only two settings,
But mine seems to be stuck in the middle
When it's on I float high above the clouds
When it's off I sink far below the ocean floor
Too bad it won't budge
It's as if someone, somewhere was holding it tight
So what if I jump off the walls?
So what if I cry a mighty river?
At least it's more than an empty stare into a deep obelisk
I just wish I could control my own light switch
Yes, I do feel, but it's not the same
With a blink of the eye I go from giggling to bawling
Not a single warning from my tiny light switch
Mystical being please give it back
I'd like to be able to smile again
I'd like to be able to be normal again
Without my light switch I'm just a pile of thoughts
No end, no start, no middle
Just one big lump waiting to burst
Who knows what's next?
A tornado of rage? A hurricane of tears?
A smile so blinding even the sun can't keep up?
I'm nothing without that little old light switch
Even if it only had those two minuscule flips
