moonbeams, flying machines   i’m as sane as jane   moonbeams, flying machines   i’m as sane as jane      black sheep, bittersweet   mommy called today   moon beams, flying machines   i’m as sane as jane      please touch her slowly, she might cough up her heart   another night of thinking, she might as well be drinking      rain, rain, pain and rain   when will the clouds lift off her eyes   and let the sun shine through?      she’s waiting…   while she’s working too.      moonbeams, flying machines   i’m as sane as jane   moonbeams, flying machines   check me in today      please forgive me my ailing mind   you people here think i’m losing it sometimes      we’re both the same when madness reigns   when will the clouds lift off our eyes   to let the sun shine through?      i’m still waiting   still working too      hearts wheeze, a gentle breeze   just a touch insane   moonbeams, flying machines   i’m as sane as jane