Lyrics
Waking up’s the hardest part of the deal
From one dream into another, reinventing the wheel
I put my name on just like everybody else
One letter at a time, and put my skin up on the shelf
In real life
I’m not the man in the mirror
In real life
I’m just the man on the screen
In real life
We’re all such delicate creatures
In real life
We want to touch, we want to see what it means
I don’t know what I’m holding
Is rhis weapons grade? A prototype?
Something to keep me safe at night?
I don’t know if I’m holding you
Are you just a shade, a trick of the light
Or something with width and breadth and height?
In real life
We’ve got some flat plastic objects
In real life
We put their glow in our minds
In real life
We’re disconnected by cables
In real life
We long to look into another pair of eyes
The flesh and bone
That feels like home
Wood and water and stone
There’s no God in these machines
Only ghosts and subroutines and fake memories
So let’s do what we came here to do
Perpetuate humanity like we’re supposed to
In real life, in real life
In real life we could have real lives
In real life, in real life
In real life we could have real lives
The flesh and bone
That feels like home
Wood and water and stone