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