Текст песни Dogwood - Great Literature

It's all in the way that I see things that you don't
It's all in me having a point of view that you can't
Touch or destruct, delay or confront, understand or construct
If I gave you answers you'd shove them right back in my face
What is real? Face up to the consequence of what will become
Your thoughts become numb I can't wish you there Could I make you care?