Castles in the Sand

When the world goes mad,
It's good to be glad,
Truth be told,
Castles in the sand,
Castles in the sand,
There's a time for gathering and a time scattering it's time for a confession where i sit down and give a lesson i'm not going back to the beginning but I'll start around the time I was leaving the service no longer reading the verses and my life was made up of getting high and taking drops of LSD,
I had bought me a vile and dropped some schlur on some paper it was a double drop special soon we found ourselves trippin out at my friends house Im terrified and I call up my buds to verify my existence but they all just ignored me,
I've done my best to forget that,
Now back to the story,
Losing my mind as every second went by and i exploded into a space of a decision to die in it or quit it and I chose the former soon after this day had arrived my life began to decline into madness, chaos, destruction, disorder
Blacked out on drugs in the name of fun i'm beginning to drool a skrwel brewl i cool fool..
Shit didn't make sense...
When the world goes mad,
It's good to be glad,
Truth be told,
Castles in the sand,
Castles in the sand,
I was on the border of what i thought was perfection in my senses but my senses fooling me and I was taking foolery like celery, or tom, the more you eat the more you think of crunchy things and I was thinking up of foolish dreams so I went and tried out for the football team,
I made the team but broke my leg then shit just made sense again when before I had suspicion that at the time I was still trippin,
cm I trippin?
I'm still trippin,
cm I still trippin?
Do you get the point or will I have to mark it with a pen?
Threw away all my zen trash picked up a bible book but i didn't put down my pornography i was hitting confession on saturdays and then browsing with lust on sunday night call it browse beat repeat it was always a mistake and I always had regret but Id run right back after it like an ignorant pet but God has gifted us with talents a will and an intellect for decisions and that was what I chose until I went to Rome then Medjugorje stumbled on philosophy and all my questions found an answer sometimes adequate but sometimes never enough,
I never have enough,
I never have enough,
We were made for God's love,
I never have enough,
I wake up and push but sometimes God desires me to be pulled into Himself so I eat the heavenly bread and my soul is refreshed and I go back at it again,
When the world goes mad,
It's good to be glad,
Truth be told,
Castles in the sand,
Castles in the sand,