I've gone deaf to everything, but the sound of rain.
I feel it getting colder now. It just intensifies my pain.
I've gone blind to all but fear.
To everything that's not my own.
It's like I'm always on [bad word] and I feel angry and alone.
I've gone numb to your advice.
There's nothing in the words you say.
That could summon all the winds and have them blow it all away.
Blow it all away.