VI. Solitary Shell - Dream Theater

He seemed no different from the rest

Just a healthy normal boy

His mama always did her best

And he was daddy’s pride and joy

He learned to walk and talk on time

But never cared much to be held

and steadily he would decline

Into his solitary shell

As a boy he was considered somewhat odd

Kept to himself most of the time

He would daydream in and out of his own world

but in every other way he was fine

He’s a Monday morning lunatic

Disturbed from time to time

Lost within himself

In his solitary shell

A temporary catatonic

Madman on occasion

When will he break out

Of his solitary shell

He struggled to get through his day

He was helplessly behind

He poured himself onto the page

Writing for hours at a time

As a man he was a danger to himself

Fearful and sad most of the time

He was drifting in and out of sanity

But in every other way he was fine

He’s a Monday morning lunatic

Disturbed from time to time

Lost within himself

In his solitary shell

A momentary maniac

With casual delusions

When will he be let out

Of his solitary shell