Luyện nghe bài hát …Powdered Water Too

If someone up in a cubicle as Plato once suggested
They would only know the cubicle and not the world it
And wouldn't view the cubicle as something geometric
We only know a cubicle because we live outside it

Now the one inside the can't comprehend his measurements
measurements are models made up for and by observers
Relative to their position on the outside of the
Though understand objectively so they can study

If I grew up in a cubicle the are in my universe
I no knowledge of the entirety like the outsiders do
If you follow what I say and can swallow the powdered
your eyes and open your minds, this one's for you

And the brain a cubicle we'll never think outside it
Now wanna try to tie a diagram to modify them
I'm as a hybrid of a body of a pirate
Of a soul that can fly control

Realizing the ticks at six billion signals per second
And of which are hidden and not given to the senses
Whether to do a few futile primitive tools to
livin in a pool of first hand deception

The mind's job is to recieve the
And block out the that don't coincide with imprinted symbols
That way the information you obtained is
is thinkable and comparable to space and time

It a map of the territory that gives us
The of the Copenhagen interpretation of modern quantum
Physics which we dont know the meal
We only know the menu that our brains us is real

We don't the rules of our heads
From inside these we cant see the truth
No one really exactly what happens when we think
Therefore we can never really know anything

is the consciousness revolution
You got the to think
think about it just do it
(repeats til fade out)