In with the Old (Out with the New)

歌詞

No creative description, All the thoughts in the air So still like a painting You can taste, even smell the air How do we know if it's real When there's no communication Or sound no color or heat To see or feel that it is around Did you forget the feeling The feeling that left you Aware of all the things You never asked for the Forgotten, the scared And if it jumped out And questioned your surrounding In sound would you even hear it If there was nothing else around With your eyes you can see it But not with the hardest stare No forceful deed would ever never get you there And if it sounded out answers Would you listen to its sound Then stop your doubts that it is And always is around