The fog rolls in, blocking the light.
It seems as though it's dark as night.

Everyone stands as if appalled.
Two men at a brawl.

There's not much in the night town.
Two men being a clown.

There's not much in the night town,never was.
All everyone can say is because.

Because everyone is no one.
Because the two men are one.

Two men, a man and himself.
Another story for the asylum shelf.

In the asylum people are normal because everyone's the same.
The doctors are the crazy ones though they can't be blamed.

The asylum people see things that aren't there.
The doctors don't play fair.

In the asylum fog rolls in blocking the light.
There's an ever lasting internal fight.

The asylum people dance around.
There's a problem that can be found.

Although asylum people move about,
no one sees any and that brings doubt.

But, asylum people can be an asylum man.
An asylum can be you, it absolutely can.