Mark Wilkinson - Live at The Basement

Something Real - Live at The Basement

Nobody seems to know what's real
We just keep turning on this wheel
Nobody seems to have a plan
Here on the outside

Nobody opens up their mind
Nobody reads between the lines
There is no doctrine to believe
Here on the outside

Till someone makes a stand
Till someone holds the future in their hands
Till someone tries to change the way they feel
Till someone puts their faith in something real

I have no faith in how I feel
I can't determine what is real
I never seem to have a plan
Here on the outside

There's so much circling through my mind
My thoughts are starting to unwind
I have no doctrine to believe
Here on the outside

Till someone makes a stand
Till someone holds the future in their hands
Till someone tries to change the way they feel
Till someone puts their faith in something real

Help me make a stand
Help me make a plan
Can't you teach me how to feel
To walk without a shield
There's so much in my mind
It's starting to unwind
Can't you give me something real
Can't you give me something real

Help me make a stand
Help me make a plan
Can't you teach me how to feel
To walk without a shield
There's so much in my mind
It's starting to unwind
Can't you give me something real

I swear I'll make a stand
I swear I'll hold the future in my hands
I swear I'll walk through life without a shield
Baby please just give me something real

I swear I'll make a stand
I swear I'll make a stand
Something Real
Nobody seems to know what's real
We just keep turning on this wheel
Nobody seems to have a plan
Here on the outside

Nobody opens up their mind
Nobody reads between the lines
There is no doctrine to believe
Here on the outside

Till someone makes a stand
Till someone holds the future in their hands
Till someone tries to change the way they feel
Till someone puts their faith in something real

I have no faith in how I feel
I can't determine what is real
I never seem to have a plan
Here on the outside

There's so much circling through my mind
My thoughts are starting to unwind
I have no doctrine to believe
Here on the outside

Till someone makes a stand
Till someone holds the future in their hands
Till someone tries to change the way they feel
Till someone puts their faith in something real

Help me make a stand
Help me make a plan
Can't you teach me how to feel
To walk without a shield
There's so much in my mind
It's starting to unwind
Can't you give me something real
Can't you give me something real

Help me make a stand
Help me make a plan
Can't you teach me how to feel
To walk without a shield
There's so much in my mind
It's starting to unwind
Can't you give me something real

I swear I'll make a stand
I swear I'll hold the future in my hands
I swear I'll walk through life without a shield
Baby please just give me something real

I swear I'll make a stand
I swear I'll make a stand

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Writer(s): Mark Edward Wilkinson
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