A new real

[Verse]
To feel love
To feel that love
Loving, loving
To feel love
To feel that breath
The cuff, and the reaching hand
The extended finger and
Pop
I feel love
Was it once lost?
Was it once

To feel love
Looking down from above
The shape and form
The colour and tempo
Entangled
To feel love
Once buried, once lost
Recovered and polished
Shining and precious, cherished
To feel love
Was it once lost?
Was it once lost?
Was it once lost?
Was it once

To feel love
To blow the dust
To clear the debris
Retrace the shape of
The loved once lost
Extend the finger and
Pop
I feel love
Was it once lost?
Was it once

[Chorus]
An empty seat next to mine
The longing, the deep sigh, a heat, an energy
Listen closely, a muted fizzing
A quiet, a quiet desperation
A space lit by a screen
Just a part, only the real
The real just, a new real
With its own pretending
A new real
Its own pretending
Its own pretending
A new real