Isn't it strange

Isn't it strange how people stare into the nothing,
where the things that crawl are looking for something,
Isn't it strange the way the sky is blue,
when we know that beyond  there is nothing to do,
Isn't it strange how the snowflakes have shapes,
when we finally catch them on our tongue there's no taste,
Isn't it strange how a rainbow has colors,
and they all have the size and the end of no other,
Isn't it strange how fish they can breath,
while under the water with no help from me,
Isn't it strange how people we age,
and to come to the findings that we're all on a stage,
Isn't it strange how the earth has rotation,
with this we can't feel from even our nation,
Isn't it strange how we cry when were happy,
and then people they laugh because we are sappy,
Isn't it strange how we complain about snow,
then when the children they see it it's time for a show,
Isn't it strange how wars are fought,
it never is funny but they're the endless what not,
Isn't it strange how the water it flows,
and then when it storms oh how the wind blows,
Isn't it strange how the weeks are so long,
and we look forward to the two days at the end of the song,
Isn't it strange that this is so strange,
to only just say things,
Isn't it strange...