The Real

Lyrics

I don't know the real from what I thought I saw I can't remember where I went, where I was I'm gonna move towards a point in time Where where you are is a state of mind And any time I can read your thoughts Some of them yours and some I thought of There's no good reason for a heartbreak Nothing's repeating every Monday It's no good saying you'll always be mine These jokes life's playing, they make me so tired So tired It's already too much to always see you The sense that hours go back is enough I like to fade when I write this line There's every reason to paint a decline And every mile I walk is five I get where I'm going in the next life And all the while there's a false face This every killing is left untraced This kind of falling saved my son This constant longings for what's gone What's gone, what's gone