The most beatufuly somber song ever

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world mad world

Children waiting for the day they feel good
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday
And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world ... mad world
Enlarging your world
Mad world

I know this song was originaly done by Tears for Fears, and I do like their version, but to me it is the Gary Jules version that truly captured the beauty of this song.  There is one part in particular that always grabs me (besides the chorus of course):

And I feel the way that every child should
Sit and listen, sit and listen
Went to school and I was very nervous
No one knew me, no one knew me
Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson
Look right through me, look right through me

Growing up we moved around A LOT.  My memories of most of my childhood are rather blury and sketchy at best - an image here and there.  No, my father was not in the military.  I honestly cannot tell you why we moved so much but as I have done some research into my family geneology I find my family has been like this for many generations; perhaps not as bad as this, but each generation seems to have lived somewhere else.  My family though - wow. Until 5th grade I did not go to a school for more than one year.  There was even one year I went to three different schools (I was held back that year as a result).  Then I stayed in the same school for fifth and sixth grades.  Then it was time to head off to junior high.  By then my family had moved just enough that I had to enroll in the other school district in town, so effectivly I was a new student again.  So seventh and eighth I spent at the same school.  Time for High School - guess what - back to the other school district.  So now I was settled - sort of.  For my junior year we moved far enough away that I had to go to a different school.  ABout halfway through the year my parents found out they would be moving out of state.  By this time my older sister had gotten married and moved out and she lived closer to my original high school so my parents managed to arrange for me to go back to that hight school for the second half of my junior year - and I moved in with my sister and her husband.  At the end of that school year my parents and younger siblings moved away.  I stayed and graduated from high school.

So, I (and my older sister) had been the perpetual new students.