Do you feel?

Do you feel?
Do you feel what I feel? Yeah, what I feel, do you?! Do you feel the same, the same as I? Does it hurt you like me? It hurts, it really hurts, the agony! Do you feel the... ...the pain? Are you sensitive, girl? Are you sensitive, boy? Are you dreaming of a world in which wonders happen every day? And are you sensible, girl? And are you sensible, boy? Do you make believe that in the end everything will be okay? And still you feel a presence and still you feel an absence. And still you feel you fight your way to the top wondering, wondering why: Do you feel what I feel? Yeah, what I feel, do you?! Do you feel the same, the same as.... I wanna know! Does it hurt you like me? It hurts, it really hurts, the agony! Do you feel the ...pain ...sustain ...again and again and again, etc. Are you working hard, girl? Are you working hard, boy? Are you building up a house, a home to settle down forever? Giving love, girl/boy? Receiving warmth, boy/girl? Doesn’t love conquer all & everything after all? And you’re so resourceful! And you’re so creative! Faithful and persistent, kicking ass; you guess you’ll make it in the end! Yet a thousand lessons fail to grab the essence. Again you feel you fight your way to the top wondering, wondering why: Do you feel what I feel? Do you feel the same. Does it hurt you like me? Do you feel the... ...pain?