How Will It Feel?

How will it feel if it is real?
What difference will it make if it isn't?

The ground is like a sieve
On gravel hillside where I lose my footing
I think I might stand up
My thoughts are confused
I might stand up
But my thoughts are confused
My thoughts are confused

So many eyes look at me
So many hands touch me
So many eyes look at me
So many hands touch me

How will it feel if it is real?
What difference will it make if it isn't?

The air is like a hole
When I wake up, the noise is always on
Sweet dreams fade so fast
My thoughts are confused
Dreams fade so fast
My thoughts are confused
My thoughts are confused

So many eyes look at me
So many hands touch me
So many eyes look at me
So many hands touch me