Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
Andy Gullahorn
[Verse 1]
There's a man who looks like Donald Trump
In front of me in the communion line
I know that I'm supposed to keep my mind on better things
But his hair looks like a helmet of gold
Put on by a three-year-old
Nothing makes it move and so I can't help wondering
[Chorus]
Is it real?
Is it real?
[Verse 2]
Catholic school second grade the time for first communion came
Me and blind Sam led the way to form the line down front
Sam stuck his tongue out for the bread
I took mine in my hand instead
We both hesitated when they said to drink the blood
[Chorus]
Is it real?
Is it real?
[Bridge]
One night me and my teenage son
Were reading a book that was given to us
Helpful tips for growin' up
Well that's what it was supposed to be
The author said in chapter 2
That believing in God isn't hard to do
My son said, "Dad that isn't true."
I had to agree
I had to agree
[Verse 3]
Now I walk up front and kneel down
Every Sunday morning I'm in town
It might be out of habit now
It's really hard to tell
But I bring the doubts that haunt my mind
The questions in these songs I write
And somehow in the bread and wine
I think I feel you there
[Chorus]
Is it real?
Is it real?
Is it real?