Reality

If I could speak to the breeze

What would she teach?

I'd ask politely for peace

Or some guidance at least

Perhaps she'd tell me to leave

Conceal the secrets in the air that I breathe

If I could speak to the sea

What would she preach?

I'd ask her what does it mean, to know the depths of belief?

Perhaps she'd guide me beneath

Reveal the meaning in the fathoms unseen

Then they'd say reality, was never for me

Reality, was never for me, never for me

If I could speak to the trees

What would they plea?

I'd watch the wind thieve their sees

Lend them moments to grieve

Perhaps they'll bleed just like me

Deliver their message in the words that I read

If I could speak to the leaves

What would they heed?

I'd ask them what do they seek?

As they descend from the trees

Perhaps they'd rest at my feet

Administer healing in the tea that I drink

Then they'd say reality, was never for me

Reality, was never for me, never for me

How am I to understand

Everything I am

If I don't look beyond the thoughts I have?

Learning that it takes some time

To separate the mind

And I just wonder now

If all that I have ever known

Is all that I was ever shown

Questioning who sees behind these eyes

Maybe If I find a reason, that lasts beyond the seasons

I'd ask if reality was ever for me

Reality, was never for me, never for me

If I could see the supreme

What would he think?

If he stood in front of me, would I believe?

He'd ask me to take a sit

Pour us a drink

And show me all I could be