Do I like roast beef or ham?

Some ask me who I am

I want to reply I don’t know

I thought I knew until I went

And I still don’t know where I went or where I now go

So I go with the flow

And they don’t accept it you know?

They want answers I can’t give

Because I simply don’t have a fig

I remember strange things

Things that make no sense

But I hope they’re true nonetheless

It would be recompense

For the life I’ve had

If I’m found again, I will be glad

Then I’ll know who I am

Am I lily or am I Sam?

Do I like roast beef or ham?

I know it’s getting silly now

But that’s my state of mind

And if you’re in any state to understand me

Good coz I’ve lost mine


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