I Lost My Mind

The other day I lost my mind

(And I fear I'll never see it again)

I hear that minds are hard to find

(They're in short supply)

It's hard to think about the time I took for granted

Knowing things I'd like to know

Now they've all let go

If anybody sees my brain

(Pretty please, if you see it)

Let me know if it's okay

(Also what does it look like?)

And ask if it prefers the rain or sun

To be two or one

And tell it that I miss it from time to time

The other day I lost my