Reality
Sometimes in life things change
We watch what we used to have start to fade
Drift back into outer space, like Pluto from its planet name
People we used to know go as strangers as we walk by
Never stopping to realize we might have known them in our past life
What do you do when everything you knew, that was you, your home became somethin' no longer apart of you
Flashed into the past all too fast
You're alone, where's your home, the grass you mow, I don't know
I got these meds I take, doc says I can't cope, it's all too much 'n' I better take 'em so I can be touched
Touched by peace to stop with the jitters
Stop the panic attacks that cut through me like scissors
'Cause it's ultimately messin' with all the good Lords blessins'
So take away the pain that serpent creates
Get his confessions, take away his hate
Help us find home when we feel all alone
I know You hear every cry and every moan
I know I'll be better in the morn', but get me through this night so I can be reborn
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