bryyn - imaginary friend

I thought that I felt you 
Walking around 
Speaking in ears
Swaying in hands
They're talking about you
Pretending you're true
Walking with dreams
Seeing things
They're working on spelling your name
Both backwards and forwards
All that we need is the real thing
Is the real thing

If they are a part of you
I want no part of them
I have a funny feeling 
Something is for pretend

Lets go play and be young again
Cant feel anything
They put cocaine in my tea
We'll travel to the Caspian sea

It helps to forget
What real life could be
So put down your hands 
Anyone can see

All that you do
Is just like everyone else
Except that with you
We're only for pretend
All that we need is the real thing

I thought that I felt you 
Walking around 
Speaking in ears
Swaying in hands
They're talking about you
Pretending you're true
Walking with dreams
Seeing things
They're working on spelling your name
Both backwards and forwards
All that we need is the real thing
Is the real thing

When we pass 
We pass alone
Slowly into the unknown
Dark tunnels 
To the centers
Of places we don't know
Maybe there we'll find
Multiples of truth
Other dimensions 
Unknown in our youth
Maybe there we'll find 
Darkness and calm
Sitting alone
A place like home

I thought that I felt you 
Walking around 
Speaking in ears
Swaying in hands
They're talking about you
Pretending you're true
Walking with dreams
Seeing things
They're working on spelling your name
Both backwards and forwards
All that we need is the real thing
Is the real thing