Hullabaloo

Is it possible to know without knowing From behind a glass wall rapturously serene That sound still hovers around inside Waiting waiting waiting in line What's all the hullabaloo What is there to do You feel this come over you What's all the hullabaloo What is the sun to you but a caster of shadows If it is written your brow I will gladly follow you It does not take much to realize You have two holes in your head to hear the way you like There is a silence rearing over you Oh I, oh I can feel it It's like a cold blanket What's all the hullabaloo What is there to do You feel this come over you What's all the hullabaloo