Brain is a funny little fella, I tell ya!
He proudly flaunts off all the things he can store
Claiming that they are as they were
Always advocating his trustworthiness
Quoting the things, he swears he heard
Showing the things, he swears he saw
But they may be nothing but pretentious projections
He might say he knows it all
But present him with a counter argument
And he would immediately panic and stutter
He would bend and he would mend
His own accounts of events
Probably according to what you want to feel
Probably according to whatever things that then appeal
Brain is a funny little fella, didn’t I tell ya!
His best joke?
How I am an unreliable witness to my own life.