The Real World
written by Gary Marks © 1988 Arewea Co. ASCAP

Listen, something's been missing for a very long time.
I keep trying to find myself through a stranger's mind.
I keep hearing stories I don't quite believe in.
I keep living out these dreams that pin my life in,
and I want to tell you I long to be where I can feel
the sun and rain over me --
 
The real world
the merging rivers singing songs I want to know.
Golden and dark as the river flows
 
Abstract, too hard to fight back for a very long time.
It just gets so hard to know how to follow the right signs.
I keep thinking words that tell half the story;
the other half is lost but here before me.
Over and over, each road I see no matter which way I turn
turns back to me.

The real world
the merging rivers singing songs I want to know.
Golden and dark as the river flows.
 
One day we're born and given much too soon
to the dream we must adhere to.
Scattered and torn and some die
with no truth to come to.

I keep falling into your eyes,
and I feel like another man sometimes, 'cause I want to
rediscover the age-old ties that burn love slowly.

The real world
the merging rivers singing songs I want to know.
Golden and dark as the river flows
 
The real world solution. . . .