Luyện nghe bài hát …Powdered Water Too

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

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

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

And the equals a cubicle we'll never think outside it
Now inside wanna try to tie a diagram to them
I'm there as a hybrid of a body of a
Of a soul that can fly without

Realizing the brain ticks at six billion signals per
And most of which are hidden and not to the senses
to do a few futile primitive tools to perception
livin in a universal pool of first deception

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

It makes a map of the that gives us
The topic of the interpretation of modern quantum
Physics which states we know the meal
We only know the menu our brains tell us is real

We don't the rules of our heads
From inside these cubicles we cant see the
No one really knows exactly what happens when we
Therefore we can really ever know anything

This is the revolution
You got the to think
Don't think about it do it
(repeats til fade out)