I've found an opening, And it sounds like under the sea, The silence surrounds me.. and it drowns me, Til it's the... the only thing I can feel.
Ch
And I hope to be forgiven, And I hope that it's for real, Cos I know that it's rare now, To say... what you really feel... what you really feel...
V2
...is more important than what you do, And what you really feel... is a more accurate picture of you, And what you think you know... is a reflection, of a reflection (of a reflection) Of a layer upon layer of self... deception
Ch I don't know why I always hesitate, Before I'll say what is real. But I'm not alone in building up these walls, To protect me, and you from what I really feel... what I really feel
Br Is this the beginning of a brand new way, the bringing of a change a transformation? Or is it just another way of holding on to what went wrong of singing all the same old songs of suffering, self pity and rage Rage
V3
Finally, Clarity, makes itself apparent. Makes itself at home, within. Now I believe, in what I feel... it's the heart of the matter, It's the only thing I own... that's real.
Ch I think I know why I always hesitated, Before I'd say what was real. I wasn't alone in building up these walls we build, To protect one another... from what we really feel... what we really feel What we really feel