WHEN THE SUN GOES OUT

I'm not really sure what insanity is to tell you the truth
 So sometimes I feel I'm going in a path
 It's going against the river
 Going against the wave, going against what other people are doing
 But I don't necessarily call that insanity
 I really don't call that insanity
 Sometimes when I look at the mass of people or turn on the TV
 I just shake my head and say:
 This is insanity
 This is insanity
 Normality is insanity
 I can't escape it, it's everywhere
 Wherever I look it's there
 So I'm not quite clear on what the word means anymore
 Of course, I'm afraid of dying, everybody is.
 Everything on the planet is afraid of dying, whether it's a dog
 Whether it's a mosquito, whether it's a turtle
 Whether it's a cat, everything's programmed to survive
 Everything doesn't want to... nothing wants to die
 Everything's struggling to live
 I guess humans, but I wouldn't necessarily say this for certain
 Are maybe most aware of the fact that they're going to die
 And I guess that makes the whole
 Journey a lot more difficult, more complex
 And more challenging than perhaps what goes through
 An animal's mind, but I wouldn't say that for certain
 Well, you know
 I'm certain, certain people who came into contact with me
 During my life will remember me, there is no doubt about it
 And as time goes on less and less people might remember me, unless
 What I've what achieved in my art
 Has some sort of eternal meaning to it
 It's always impossible to judge whether this will happen
 Or not happen, it's... it's...
 Whether it's just chance I guess
 Maybe skill, maybe chance, whatever it is that you have
 Uh... a following that goes beyond your own life
 But ultimately I guess
 They say everything will disappear
 And I guess the planet might disappear
 When the sun goes out