Real Thing

It's taking larger doses now to make us feel alive

while we’re on the edge of something much more real

don’t leave me to my emptiness

this grayscale silhouette

this senseless repetition of our days

this counterfeit

give me the real thing not this watered down or in

between

I want the real thing not this middle ground

I want the sight unseen

addicted to this present tense

these dollars make no sense

we chase the wind this gold can’t validate our existence

shadow shadow where's your substance

where’s your shine

shadow shadow i want the substance of this time