Is it weird of me that I keep escaping Into something that's so pure, it's unreal Do you think that you can grow to appreciate it And trust what you feel I feel, like a little drop in waterfall of life And I feel fine I know, sometimes what you've lost defines what you still have So do you feel fine? You can't wrap me up in this web of textures Or make me somebody who I am not I don't want to interfere, with your bleak delusion Of what you call life I feel, like a little drop in waterfall of life And I feel fine I know, sometimes what you've lost defines what you still have So do you feel fine?