Feel What You Don't - Angie Hart

You only get one way to live this

That way is not your choice

Tied not told when to turn

Who to hold under

Things you can’t touch are the most real

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

I won’t

Hold my hand

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

Taste my mouth

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

I won’t

What you can’t see won’t believe you

Madmen weren’t made or taught

Tell a tree how to grow

Not to be beautiful

When you can’t hear what the cues call

I’ll take the mute response

I want

Hold my hand

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

Taste my mouth

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

Hold my hand

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

Taste my mouth

I won’t make you feel what you don’t

I won’t

You only get one way to live this

That way is not your choice

Tied not told where to turn

Who to hold under