Numb.

There is no pain, you are receding!

A distant ship smoke on the horizon!

You are only coming in through in waves,

Your lips move, but I can’t hear what you’re saying!

When I was a child, I had a fever,

My hands felt like just two balloons,

Now I’ve got that feeling once again!

I can’t explain, you would not understand,

This is not how I am,

I have become…

Comfortably numb.

                                               — Pink Floyd.

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