Abstract is Reality

I've been up
I've been down
I've been through the whole merry-go-round

I've ran through fields
Touched the skies
Followed the spirits up high

I was manic
Woke up in panic
Nothing left inside

Rolling cigarettes in my bed
Feels like I might already be dead

Abstract is reality
We paint thing as they are and not what we see
Is the only way to heal not to feel?
Or is it to feel everything?

Out of bounds
Out of touch
Changed directions, fell off course
Please pull me back into place
My universe is out of space

Someone wrote to trust the man
The man in the moon
But the gin got to him first
Now the man is gone

And the sun had to wine
Snorted a line
And the stars are high out their mind
Seems its only
You and I
Til the day we die

Abstract is reality
We paint thing as they are and not what we see
What does it mean we stop feeling?
We're alive but barely breathing

Am I real?
Is this a dream?
If I tried, could I fly?

Please wake me up
I wanna go home
But I dont know where to go

I dropped my map
Into a puddle
Now I cant see
Where I'm meant to be
Please let me be
But dont leave me
I'm scared I'll never see me



Credits
Writer(s): Tilda Holmberg
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