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 they wouldn't the cubicle as something geometric
We only know it's a cubicle we live outside it

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

If I up in a cubicle the walls are in my universe
I have no of the entirety like the outsiders do
If you follow what I say and can swallow the powdered
Close your eyes and open your minds, this for you

And the brain equals a cubicle we'll think outside it
Now inside wanna try to tie a to modify them
I'm there as a hybrid of a body of a
Of a soul that can fly control

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

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

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

We don't know the rules of our
From inside cubicles we cant see the truth
No one really knows exactly what when we think
Therefore we can never really ever know

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