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You and me we seem so unreal

Feet on the ground, our heads in a breeze

Sometimes we dream, and sometimes we donít

Sometimes we know

Just what we want

to be

Itís so real

Itís so real


Most of the time I stay in my room

Staying in time to the haunts and the moods

Harmonizing to the spirits that move me

I know theyíre there,

Theyíre really and truly


So unreal

So unreal


You and me we seem so unreal

Laying around, our heads in a dream

Sometimes we talk and sometimes we donít

But most of the time weíre saying too much

to ourselves

So unreal

So really unreal

Copyright, © 2015 Alan Robert Wright