Mr. Sanity

The sex is gone The nights are cold And you are right where you need to be Some insignificant retreat The Spectrum of Complacency My Televised Transparency The listless dreams of Sanity I'll never let you go I'll never let you go Oh The yellow cab Your faithful hand Calming my uncertainties Of idiotic policies The southwest sun The Ocean Breeze Should call for slightly shorter sleeves A vibrant hue of Sanity I'll never let you go I'll never let you go Oh