Something Real

All that I remember is the truth, You picked it up, You set it down didn't you, Feeling it paralyzed, And treating it, I'm open flying, Feeling how I might know, Holding on this out, Waiting later to come around, Where you hiding and where'd you go, Something real is coming home, Something is sinking into my bones, For these long arrives, Arrive, Don't look at me, Don't touch my face, Please look at me, Attention in my direction, Fear the sound of your own cries, The long ride, Right here, Long ride,