The Real World

I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street
Take wing on the balmy breeze and sweep you off your feet
You blushed as they scooped you up on sugar maple wings
To gaze down on the city below, ablaze with wondrous things

Downy feathers kiss your face and flutter everywhere
Reality is a lovely place but I wouldn't want to live there
I wouldn't want to live there

Weighed down by heavy lids and lunar lullabies
I knew you were wide awake because you smile with your eyes
Downy feathers kiss your face and flutter everywhere
Reality is a lovely place but I wouldn't want to live there
From the green belt balcony
The wildfires look so pretty
Ponderosa canopy, I'd never leave if it were up to me
To the ruby redwood tree, and to the velvet climbing ivy: painted all mahogany
I'd never leave if it were up to me
I'd never leave if it were up to me

With a starry brush
Paint the dusk venetian blue
Because in the evening hush
You'll never believe the view
And when the leaves return
And their whisperings fill the night
They'll freeze and burn
Where fire and ice collide
Where fire and ice collide

Can you feel a silk embrace
In the satin air?
If we dissolve without a trace
Will the real world even care?
Downy feathers kiss your face
And flutter everywhere.
Reality is a lovely place
But I wouldn't want to live there
I wouldn't want to live there

I saw the autumn leaves peel up off the street
Take wing on the balmy breeze and sweep you off your feet