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Real Life
by The Rural Alberta Advantage
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Raising every metal, you're riding up the till
You got your sense of life out
Now all the way back, on some out of key track
I'm still finding ways of letting you down by the Strath corner
Heard your grandpa's in a coma, you tried hard not to cry
Said the sky's on fire, I'm so fuckin' tired
I'm tryin' to parse these feelings every night
So, is it real life? Maybe no
We're bound to the rules of the physical world
It's honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Season to slumbers, breakin' up the covers
You see, it's a long way down
But our line's on fire while we're cuttin' the wires
Not inclined to let you down
I never wanna break down, recover
Fine laid lines by the time
And if I was inspired to sell the suit and tie
Trap and wait to get me some time
Is it real life? Maybe no
Bound to the rules of the physical world
Honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Sing to the birds, to the church
Reach in the bush as it burns
The hand 'round the bird, in turn
Oh, is it real life? Maybe no
We're bound to the Earth by centripetal force
Honest and tragic, yeah, the bird in my hand
Where I suppose is better off than where we were
Real life, I don't know
Honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Realized I don't know
You don't understand it, I suppose
Raising every metal, you're riding up the till
You got your sense of life out
Now all the way back, on some out of key track
I'm still finding ways of letting you down by the Strath corner
Heard your grandpa's in a coma, you tried hard not to cry
Said the sky's on fire, I'm so fuckin' tired
I'm tryin' to parse these feelings every night
So, is it real life? Maybe no
We're bound to the rules of the physical world
It's honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Season to slumbers, breakin' up the covers
You see, it's a long way down
But our line's on fire while we're cuttin' the wires
Not inclined to let you down
I never wanna break down, recover
Fine laid lines by the time
And if I was inspired to sell the suit and tie
Trap and wait to get me some time
Is it real life? Maybe no
Bound to the rules of the physical world
Honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Sing to the birds, to the church
Reach in the bush as it burns
The hand 'round the bird, in turn
Oh, is it real life? Maybe no
We're bound to the Earth by centripetal force
Honest and tragic, yeah, the bird in my hand
Where I suppose is better off than where we were
Real life, I don't know
Honest and tragic and I'll always remember your words
What do we lose first?
Realized I don't know
You don't understand it, I suppose
