[DIANA]

They told me that the wiring

Was somehow all misfiring

And screwing up the signals in my brain

And then they told me chemistry

The juice and not the circuitry

Was mixing up and making me insane

What happens when the burn has healed, but the skin has not regrown?

What happens when the cast, at last, comes off

And then you find the break was always in another bone?

They tried a million meds and

They strapped me to their beds and

They shrugged and told me, "That's the way it goes"

But finally you hit it!

I asked you just what did it

You shrugged and said that no one really knows

What happens if the medicine wasn't really in control?

What happens if the cut, the burn, the break

Was never in my brain, or in my blood, but in my soul?

What happens if the cut, the burn, the break

Was never in my brain, or in my blood, but in my soul?