Whats real
For old times sake
All these colors in my eyes
Are they real or they fake
Tell me I don't understand
Lend your voice
I'll lend you a hand
Hold on to what we see
Dance of serendipity
Hold on but we can't see
Soul seep get back to me
Fear loss fears gained
Of forces we can't see
Once a lamb child of odd
Stricken by this hand of god
Consume you
Live and be
Smog and crumble rot the root
Human sickness kills the trees
Childs eyes tell everything
Whats real for old times sake
I've asked questions
Once or twice
I sit and I ponder
Till my heart turns to ice
The trees they talk to me
When I'm all alone
They say
Come here poor boy
We'll build you up a throne
Fear loss fears gained
Of forces we can't see
Once a lamb child of odd
Stricken by this hand of god
Consume you
Live and be
Smog and crumble rot the root
Human sickness kills the trees
Childs eyes tell everything
Whats real for old times sake