Lyrics

The World Is Flat

I don’t know what to say
You know it it's just an ordinary day and I
I don’t know what to say to the world
Who may just see me as an ordinary girl
But when I stop and take a look at me
I’m scared of mediocrity
And I know that I am something more but then it rains . . .

Christopher Columbus has a cold today
He’s feeling kinda blue he’s looking kinda gray
And maybe all his thoughts are marginally insane
And his theory’s slowly blurring in the steady thrumming rain
And after all is said and done he bends over his map and says
I may be wrong the world might really be flat . . .

So many days are fine and I say I believe
That I can laugh and sing and I can dance upon a million dreams
Dreams blowing diaphanous and fragile as the mist
I’ll spin to solid power of life and love and happiness
But then I’m scared the sky will fall and wash it all away
And the colors and the sharpness will spill out of the day

Christopher Columbus has a cold today
He’s feeling kinda blue he’s looking kinda gray
And maybe all his thoughts are marginally insane
And his theory’s slowly blurring in the steady thrumming rain
And after all is said and done he bends over his map and says