Irl - MiniBoone

Waking up’s the hardest part of the deal

From one dream into another, reinventing the wheel

I put my name on just like everybody else

One letter at a time, and put my skin up on the shelf

In real life

I’m not the man in the mirror

In real life

I’m just the man on the screen

In real life

We’re all such delicate creatures

In real life

We want to touch, we want to see what it means

I don’t know what I’m holding

Is rhis weapons grade?

A prototype?

Something to keep me safe at night?

I don’t know if I’m holding you

Are you just a shade, a trick of the light

Or something with width and breadth and height?

In real life

We’ve got some flat plastic objects

In real life

We put their glow in our minds

In real life

We’re disconnected by cables

In real life

We long to look into another pair of eyes

The flesh and bone

That feels like home

Wood and water and stone

There’s no God in these machines

Only ghosts and subroutines and fake memories

So let’s do what we came here to do

Perpetuate humanity like we’re supposed to

In real life, in real life

In real life we could have real lives

In real life, in real life

In real life we could have real lives

The flesh and bone

That feels like home

Wood and water and stone