Trying to learn to be less alive Using all of my will To keep very still Still even on the inside I ve cut all of the pertinent wires So my eyes can t make that connection I am holding my breath I am feigning my death When I m looking in your direction Course numb is an old hat Old as my oldest memories See that one s my mother And that one s my father And that one in the hatthat s me It s a skill I d hoped to abandon When I got out on the open road But any more pent up emotion And I think I m gonna explode There s never been an endeavor so strange As trying to slow the blood in my veins To keep my face blank As a stone that just sank Until not a ripple remains I am high above the tree line Sitting cross legged on the ground When all of the forbidden fruit has fallen and rotted That s when I m gonna come down Course numb is an old hat Old as my oldest memories See that one s my mother And that one s my father And that one in the hatthat s me It s a skill I d hoped to abandon When I got out on the open road But any more pent up emotion And I think I m gonna explode

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