Reality

<p>He stumbles from his home He's only late for work is all His mind is set to off Just seated at the edge of town</p><p>He's sick of waiting for the sound of something more That's the only certainty He's sick of waiting for the sound of the way she walked Up to the door</p><p>And he says I will synthesize Some kind of waking dream Reality is nothing to me Where I won't be as hopeless as I seem Some kind of waking dream Reality is nothing to me Cause right now I feel so low</p><p>Hey hey hey He's just walking inside tonight The old rooms that he knows by sight There's nowhere to go but</p><p>He's sick of waiting for the sound of something more That's the only certainty He's sick of waiting for the soundless cue to stop Pacing the floor</p><p>And he says I will synthesize Some kind of waking dream Reality is nothing to me Where I won't be as hopeless as I seem Some kind of waking dream Reality is nothing to me ‘Cause right now I feel so low</p>