Great Literature Lyrics - Dogwood

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?