REAL #LYRICS FROM MY OLD BAND ANITA FEEDBACK PARDON MY #OBSESSION WITH # SCARY #TREES

Real

Verse 1

On the darkest of all roads they wither

Real as the road that winds

Real on the highway wet and old things slither

Real is a state of mind

Tall, they sway and twitch and force the mind

How, with a whisper and a fear that blinds

Real holds a hungry mouth to fill

Chorus

Twilight brings out the darker side of the human mind

Real as the rustling and the sway

Starlight brings out an angry tide on the mountain side

Real as the molding and decay

As we huddle by the fire

See the shadows grip and tear the air

Watching as the murky water turns from black to fading gray.

Posted on June 24, 2014, in Uncategorized. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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