brain damage      The lunatic is on the grass    The lunatic is on the grass    remembering games and daisy chains and laughs    got to keep the loonies on the path       The lunatic is in the hall    the lunatics are in the hall    the paper holds their folded faces to the floor    and every day the paper boy brings more       And if the dam breaks open many years too soon    and if there is no room upon the hill    and if your head explodes with dark forebodings too    I'll see you on the dark side of the moon    The lunatic is in my head    The lunatic is in my head    you raise the blade, you make the change    you rearrange me ' till I'm sane    you lock the door    and throw away the key    there's someone in my head but it's not me       And if the cloud bursts, thunder in your ear    you shout and no one seems to hear    and if the band you're in starts playing different tunes    I'll see you on the dark side of the moon       eclipse      All that you touch and all that you see    all that you taste, all you feel    and all that you love and all that you hate    all you distrust, all you save    and all that you give and all that you deal    and all that you buy, beg, borrow or steal    and all you create and all you destroy    and all that you do and all that you say    and all that you eat and everyone you meet    and all that you slight and everyone you fight    and all that is now and all that is gone    and all that's to come and everything under the sun is in tune    but the sun is eclipsed by the moon