The day is dead, the dream is done

I wake up with the setting sun

I know it's real but it's not true

I touch the ground and think of you

But there's something I can feel

When the world turns into ether

Oh, there's something I can feel

And feeling something's real as any law

A box of books, a box of gloom

The moving boxes fill the room

Pack up this life, it isn't mine

There isn't space, there isn't time

But there's something I can feel

When the world turns into ether

Oh, there's something I can feel

And feeling something's real as any law

But there's something I can feel

When the world turns into ether

Oh, there's something I can feel

And feeling something's real as any law