are going to hear today. or are you going to sit down and listen. to the voices in the air. or to the voice of perfect reason. surprised you don't float away sometimes. cause nothing ties you down at all. settled firmly in your sand. i'll soon see you washed away. there's a time and a place to close your eyes. but you've been doing that since the day of your birth. and the blind still complain of all they see. is it time for the deaf to stand. and tell us all they've heard. going to strap that filter on my mind. going to see how long it takes this time. to clog it up with all their bias. as the base subtly erodes. painting pictures in our minds. they're going to desensitize the mass. headed down this path to chains. going to inhale that poison gas. i've got the answers for you. but i've been known to lie. i write the questions that you wonder why