Real

I got a new song I'd like to play it
If I can actually get the guitar in tune for it

Watchin' all my friends
Yeah, they laugh at everything you say
They're falling at your feet
Like you are a God
Like you are a God

And I came in here through the side door
Watchin' it all like a fly on the wall
I'm just searchin' for signs of life here
Underneath it all

And I'm thinkin'
Where? Where did real go?
I mean, how long has it been?
Since you have felt like a part of
And not the friend
That everybody says they are friends with
I mean, how long has it been?

'Cause you are like a cutout
Technicolor form crazy kid
And you've got everybody around you movin'
You seem content to sit there
And watch us all spin

Thinkin'
Where? Where the hell did real go?
'Round here
I mean, how long has it been? Yeah
Since you have felt like a part of
And not the friend
That everybody claims they are friends with
I mean, how long has it been?

Oh, yeah

But now, in your arms a dreamer
Who needs everything from you
And I can see no distance
Between the two of you

And I thought to myself
Here it is, here is real now
I mean, I'm lookin' right at it
From this wall
And the truth is that in her presence
Everything else just falls

Thank you very much, thank you very much (woo)
Think of it as my jazz song (woo)
Thanks to everybody