Would you rather the feeling
A soundless sea that slips toward
The morning shore, where you stand transfixed
Void of emotion, no clue of a notion
Enthralled by the feeling of no feeling at all
As he floats through life's seas
Centurions guard the finely-tuned sensors
That tremble at the slightest onset of stirrings
Which switch the dampers to absorb the emotion
And trigger the filter that screens out
Enthralled by the feeling of no feeling at all
What ya gonna do when it hits the fan?
Open your mind; make a brand new plan
Do you realize that it's in your head?
Want to understand but refuse instead
If you take a deep breath and inhale
Maybe you can understand the whale
We either comprehend or we seem to fail