(Tomorrow Never Knows)
I’ve lost my mind
I’m senile to the extreme
I am near dying
I am near dying
I’ve no more thoughts
My mind is devoid
I am pining
I am pining
Through the haze
Clarity’s blurred
It is not knowing
It is not knowing
Memories lost
And memories swaying
It is fading
It is fading
And when I go out
I don’t know the way home
It is roaming
It is roaming
But I must face my fate
I’ll soon be dead
It is believing
It is believing
Each day’s just the same
Existence to the end
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning
Of the beginning