Real Life
Cass McCombs Lyrics


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Were A your telephone
What would I hear?
And what good are words
If they never reach your ear?

Were A your nuclear bomb
What would I dream?
And would A care at all
Would I squint into the gleam?

Pleased to meet you
The world is at your command
Want real life
Want real life
Want real life

Were A oxygen
How would I breathe?
And if A lost it all on red
Tell me, what would I grieve?

What can A say is real
Numbers or words?
And were A the wind
Is I for the birds?

A is nowhere
I, a puzzle, a game
Want real life




Want real life
Want real life

Overall Meaning

In Cass McCombs's song Real Life, he questions the meaning and value of communication and existence. The first two lines of the song ask "Were A your telephone/What would I hear?" which brings to mind the idea of being connected but still ultimately disconnected from someone else. McCombs wonders what good words are if they never reach the intended recipient. This sentiment is echoed in the following lines "And what good are words/If they never reach your ear?" The use of the pronoun "A" in lieu of a specific person or thing creates a sense of detachment or ambiguity.


The second stanza continues the theme of questioning what someone or something means to you. McCombs asks "Were A your nuclear bomb/What would I dream?" which is a thought-provoking contrast of destruction and creation. He then wonders if "A" would even care about his dreams or visions, "Would I squint into the gleam?" The final stanza is the most abstract, with questions like "And what can A say is real/Numbers or words?" and "Were A the wind/Is I for the birds?" These lyrics suggest that all existence and communication is fragile and ultimately futile. The song ends on the repeated phrase "Want real life" which could be interpreted as a desire for genuine connection and meaning in a world that often feels hollow.


Line by Line Meaning

Were A your telephone
If I were to call you, what would you say?


And what good are words
Are my words even reaching you?


If they never reach your ear?
I feel like I'm talking to a wall


Were A your nuclear bomb
If I were to explode in your life, would it make a difference?


What would I dream?
Would I be remembered at all?


And would A care at all
Do you even care about the impact I could have on you?


Would I squint into the gleam?
Would I even get to see the effects of leaving a mark?


Pleased to meet you
I'm happy to know you


The world is at your command
You're in a position of power and influence


Want real life
I yearn for genuine human connection


Want real life
No more superficiality, I want raw emotion and reality


Want real life
I crave authenticity and sincerity


Were A oxygen
If I were to stop breathing, would you notice?


How would I breathe?
Would you be the source of my vitality?


And if A lost it all on red
If I took a huge risk and lost everything, what would happen?


Tell me, what would I grieve?
What would be the consequence of putting everything on the line?


What can A say is real
What do we truly know to be true?


Numbers or words?
Are we trapped in a world of quantifiable, empirical data or is there more?


And were A the wind
If I were something as abstract as the wind...


Is I for the birds?
...would my existence even matter?


A is nowhere
I feel like I don't have a place in this world


I, a puzzle, a game
I'm struggling to find my identity and fit in




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: Cass McCombs

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