What is real?
I will come and go; there's no way to know which direction I have hailed
Sealing off the space from a hidden place, for we will be far from burial
I will show you how we can build it out; follow where it leads us to
Open up the space to a newer place, so we will be far from our bones
What is real?
I will come and go; there's no way to know which direction I have hailed
Sealing off the space from a hidden place, for we will be far from burial
I will show you how we can build it out; follow where it leads us to
Open up the space to a newer place, so we will be far from our bones
What is real, with projections that we feel?
Save ourselves from the past and gone
Now I know I've grown weary as I go
I need someone to take me home
What is real?
What is real?