• A numb mind can know of what it sees
    Without reason
    Without glee
    Without curiosity
    A numb mind can't think of what it sees

    The wind is but a thing
    The howl only a sound
    The trees keep their given name
    And ageless rings go uncounted

    A numb mind can know of what it sees
    Of this and that
    Of things and names
    What great stories could be told
    When a numb mind can't think of what it sees?