Rëal
Natasha Thomas Lyrics

my sister had a nursery rhyme
My sister had a set of small toys based on classic nursery rhymes.

set of figurines
The toys were small figures that represented characters from classic nursery rhymes.

she'd often let me play with them, i'd
My sister usually allowed me to play with her toys, and I enjoyed setting them up in different ways.

set 'em up in different scenes
I would arrange the toys in various settings to create interesting scenarios.

fifty plastic army men, led by superman
I had a toy set that included 50 plastic soldiers led by Superman, which I used in my imaginative play.

destroyed the ranks of mother goose
During play, I had the soldiers defeat the characters from classic nursery rhymes, such as Mother Goose.

mary and her little lamb slips away and catches
Even Mary and her little lamb were defeated by the army men in my creative scenarios.

sister getting real
My sister became aware of the violent nature of my imaginative play.

and i can too, as long as i don't
I could also sense that our imaginative play was becoming too intense, but I knew not to express it openly.

make a sound
I kept quiet to avoid drawing attention to the violent nature of our imaginative play.

when we were real and we were in love
Back when my sister and I were young and our play was innocent, we had a deep affection for each other as well as the toys themselves.

with everyone and everything, i guess it
We saw beauty and wonder in everything and everyone around us.

was the beauty of
We were captivated by the splendor of the world.

bluebird clears his throat of phlegm
The bluebird makes a harsh, unpleasant sound as he sings.

and static singing operatic
The bluebird's voice sounds distorted and scratchy as he sings in a high-pitched operatic style.

evening comes, and the butterflies are
As night falls, the butterflies disappear from the sky.

bats eat the spider that had saddled up
Bats eat the spider that had been crawling beside her.

beside her
The spider had been close to her before it was eaten by the bats.

and the dish, his lovin' spoon were
The dish and his spoon, who were characters from a nursery rhyme, disappeared without a trace.

never found
The dish and his spoon were lost forever.

and i'm taking flight seeking relief,
I am trying to escape the gloomy reality of the world around me.

the lure of handkerchief so white
I am drawn to a white handkerchief that represents hope and purity.

i chase it straight into the ground
Despite my attempts to find hope, I am constantly brought back to reality and the despair that surrounds me.