Reality
Jacob Lee Lyrics

If I could speak to the breeze
If I could communicate with the wind

What would she teach?
What wisdom would she impart?

I'd ask politely for peace
I would humbly request tranquility

Or some guidance at least
Or direction of sorts

Perhaps she'd tell me to leave
Maybe she would advise me to depart

Conceal the secrets in the air that I breathe
To keep hidden the knowledge I possess

If I could speak to the sea
If the ocean and I could converse

What would she preach?
What message would she deliver?

I'd ask her what does it mean, to know the depths of belief?
I would inquire about comprehending the core of faith

Perhaps she'd guide me beneath
Maybe she'd show me the way down below

Reveal the meaning in the fathoms unseen
Uncover the significance in the hidden depths

Then they'd say reality, was never for me
At this point, I would understand that the world was not made for me

If I could speak to the trees
If I had the ability to communicate with the flora

What would they plea?
What would they beg for?

I'd watch the wind thieve their sees
I'd observe the breeze take their offspring

Lend them moments to grieve
Allow them time to mourn

Perhaps they'll bleed just like me
Maybe they also suffer

Deliver their message in the words that I read
Communicate their beliefs through the words I experience

If I could speak to the leaves
If I could converse with the foliage

What would they heed?
What advice would they give?

I'd ask them what do they seek?
I'd inquire about their desires

As they descend from the trees
When they fall from their perches

Perhaps they'd rest at my feet
Maybe they'd settle by me

Administer healing in the tea that I drink
Provide comfort in the beverages I consume

How am I to understand
How can I comprehend

Everything I am
All that I consist of

If I don't look beyond the thoughts I have?
If I don't explore beyond my current thinking?

Learning that it takes some time
Discovering that it requires time

To separate the mind
To divide thoughts from reality

And I just wonder now
I am left to ponder

If all that I have ever known
If my entire existence thus far

Is all that I was ever shown
Is all that I've been exposed to

Questioning who sees behind these eyes
Wondering about the observer within me

Maybe If I find a reason, that lasts beyond the seasons
Perhaps if I discover eternal purpose

I'd ask if reality was ever for me
I would question whether the world truly had a place for me

If I could see the supreme
If I could lay eyes on the divine

What would he think?
What ideas would they have?

If he stood in front of me, would I believe?
If they presented themselves before me, would I accept their existence?

He'd ask me to take a sit
They would request that I sit down

Pour us a drink
Let's share some refreshments

And show me all I could be
And reveal to me the extent of my capabilities

Then they'd say reality, was never for me
I would come to realize that the world did not cater to me

Reality, was never for me, never for me
The fact that I never truly belonged in this reality would ultimately set in.