The Logical Things -A song-The Logical Things
There is a safety in the soundness of mind.
A sort of peace that many will never find.
A sort of armour, in the logical things.
So how, then, am I subject to the stings
Of an amourous kind?
Warns me not to fall blind.
But what chance have I
Against anything so strong?
Tell me how I can rely
On something bound to go wrong?
I feel senseless,
And completely unwise.
I've been stripped
Of my stoic disguise.
And I analyze,
ly Tear apart
Of the heart.
Though I'm promised salvation, if only I endure
The risks of entertaining something so pure,
I fear the damage that such a bliss brings,
When you surrender all the logical things.