The Real World

Every day
I wake up and fill my dreaming cup a new
I couldn’t find
What the others will see
Everywhere I look
There’s more reasons to be feeling free
But still I have to keep myself
From leaving
But please don’t ever turn your face
From the real world
It’s such a psychedelic place
The real world
I took a trip
Inside a book that’s written on the tip
Of your mind
And what’s living
I knew I could slip
Right between the scenes and live inside my dreams
But now I see
What you are giving me
And please don’t occupy your mind
With illusions
I know that someday you can find
What you’re losing