Watkin Tudor Jones - Precious Things lyrics

Who can see, what cannot be seen? Who can hear, what cannot be heard? Who can taste the tasteless? Who can face the faceless? Who can see, what cannot be seen? Who can hear, what cannot be heard? Who can taste the tasteless? Who can face the faceless? Racing and hunting my Mind is mine and Led astray by Precious things Racing and hunting my Mind is mine and Led astray by Precious things Who can see, what cannot be seen? Who can hear, what cannot be heard? Who can taste the tasteless? Who can face the faceless? Who can see, what cannot be seen? Who can hear, what cannot be heard? Who can taste the tasteless? Who can face the faceless? Racing and hunting my Mind is mine and Led astray by Precious things Racing and hunting my Mind is mine and Led astray by Precious things Who can see, what cannot be seen? Who can hear, what cannot be heard? Who can taste the tasteless? Who can face the faceless? Spoken: Xing was walking past a fairly large tree. When he heard the mysterious melody trickling down from the branches above. "What the?" said Xing, peering up into the branches. The little girl who was singing the mysterious tune stopped immediately when she noticed Xing staring up at her and tried to hide away. "Please don't stop" said Xing, leaping up gracefully onto the branch beside her. "Uhh, I am shy" said the young one. "Oh, that's nice" said Xing, and introduced himself formally. "I am Xing, I am very happy to meet you"