can you make it real

Make it more than will

More than just feel

We are on a ride

We're on it all the time

It's at the front of your mind

My stepfather looks just like David Bowie

But he hates David Bowie

I think Bowie's cool

I think Lodger rules

I think my stepdad's a fool

Without me there's nothing

I'm the only thing that dies

If it came down to your life or mine

I would do the stupid thing

And let you keep on living

"I'm alright," said the man to his wife

Waking up to a head full of bed

Full of what she said

She hadn't thought of it for a while

And when she did

She thought of it differently

Than she thought she should be thinking

Just the thought of it's enough

To penetrate my comfort zone