Life Is a Perception of Your Own Reality

Life would be everything we wanted it to be
I could even peel the skin hiding my face

That they so often do
I'll show you how to really move

And maybe, just maybe
Put away this old guitar, and on my way out
Each and every day wouldn't pass
If I could just do these things
Each and every day wouldn't pass
Each and every day wouldn't pass
And ballroom dance with the cartilage of my nose
Life would be everything we wanted it to be

If I could maybe do these things
If I could just do these things

Hang my vocal chords up on the door
That they so often do

The way that they so often do
The way that they so often do
Well, I'll show you how to really move
I'll show you how to really move
If I could maybe do these things
If I could just do these things
And maybe, just maybe

If I could maybe do these things
And maybe, just maybe

Just to show you how to really move
The way that they so often do
That they so often do