XTC

I'm running
I'm high on birdwing delight
I'm drunk on old sunlight
I've had enough of insight

I'm suddenly brave
I'm dashing through the streets at night
I'm not wrong and I'm not right
I'm insane and impolite

I'm shadow, I'm ammonite
I'm spiralling through time tonight
I'm breathing and bright
I'm stealing the moonlight

I'm struck dumb
I'm afraid of the energy
I'm in love with the anarchy
I'm a part of the synergy

I'm as fluid as a symphony
I'm enraged in ecstasy
I'm the enemy of entropy
I'm a tender anemone

I'm a melody of one
I'm Celsius, I'm Farenheit
I'm running at a great height
I'm stealing the afterlife

I'm dawning in the dark
I'm in the park in the morning
I'm the man you see yawning
In the lemon-yellow light.