They paint the walls with colors that you're not meant to notice
Beiges and browns, off-whites and grayscales
Fluorescent lights to shine on the eggshell ground
Now you're lying face down
You blend into the background
Of white noise
They fill the halls with tunes you can't get into your head
Four four and Dorian, wrote 'em for ignoring 'em
Yeah, it sorta sounds like a retro top-40 but wrong
You're not meant to sing along
It isn't that kind of song
It's white noise
But If you listen closely I swear, to God I swear
You can hear the ocean if you hold it up to your ear, here
White noise
If you listen close between the waves
White noise
You can hear the ocean through your wake
White noise
If you listen close between the waves
White noise
You can hear the ocean through your wake
Check one, two
Check one, two
It's high fidelity lossless quality, it's MP 1 2 3 4 5 FLAC
It's polyphonic, the new philharmonic, with a Julliard doctorate
Live from The Metropolitan
It's theoretically dense, it's impressive, it's microtonal and it challenges western
Notions of art, it's post-avant-garde, it's going places 'cause it comes from the heart and
Its personality's a lack of identity
It makes no statement but does so quite loudly
It's an aesthetic, I mean an anesthetic, and its an experience for your seventh sense, yes
Does it cure cancer? Yes, it cures cancer
Wow! It begs the question just to tell you the answer
Do you believe in the power of silence? Well if you walk the walk, can you talk more quiet?
White noise
If you listen close between the waves
White noise
You can hear the ocean through your wake
White noise
If you listen close between the waves
White noise
You can hear the ocean through your wake
You fill your head with thoughts you find you can't even feel
Try to make room in your skull, but its full of them
All of the things that you think and then think about thinking
I know It's hard
But they're not who you are
They're white noise
