All that ya' are
Is the same as ma' heart
And all that you were
Is near to me here
All that you left here
In the epicentre
The love that clung on
And all that hung on
The allowance of possession
I'm gonna hold
That Sunday yard sale
And I will have sold
All that's not nailed down
All that you left here
In the epicentre
Sparkles and chains
And the songs that remain
The silver and the shine
All you left behind
Is no longer mine
So unreal here in real time
It's all unreal here in real time
Back in my head
You meld within my dreams
There you're not dead
It seems the way it seems
All that you left here
In the epicentre
Feel what was real and well felt
And the deal with deal here that got dealt
All you left behind
Is no longer mine
It's all unreal here in real time
It's all unreal here in real time
It's all unreal here in real time
Love is unreal here in real time
(All unreal here in)
Left was written by Howe Gelb.
Left was produced by John Convertino & Howe Gelb & Malcolm Burn.