
Qualia is an unfamiliar term for something
That's actually very familiar to all of us
Qualia is the way things seem to us
The experience of happiness
The redness of an apple
The taste of wine
The touch of a loved one
Qualia is a word for how we experience everything around us
Qualia is a word for how we experience everything around us
And when I got there, after hours of wondering, I just ran my
Hands through my hair and said to myself, "It's beautiful up here"
When you see something like what I saw, it's
Like watching a giant ensemble do its thing
Only they don't know they're being watched
It wasn't contrived like a performer going on stage at a certain time
It wasn't like the creation of a masterpiece from a blueprint
It wasn't like anything anyone can do with their eyes open
It was just there
And it was beautiful
Qualia
Qualia
And I finally sat there by myself, holding my head in my hands
I'd been trying to believe for so long
It was all the proof that I needed
There's serious meaning in nothing and unlimited joy in everything
Asking upside-down questions, getting inside-out answers
Finding trails where there are none, and leaving my own instead
So I made like a sponge and absorbed away
Taking photographs with my eyes, writing stories in my mind
But not forgetting to be there at the same time
Because you know, memories are like picture postcards
And experience is actually being there
So when you look back tomorrow and wish it was today
You can wish, wish, wish away
Stare into space
Wonder how it felt back then
And smile
Because you remember