Japanese & Back > Owl City's "The Real World"

I peeled off the street until autumn leaves
Take the feather in a breeze , and you sweep your feet .

They blushed like you are saved you the wings of sugar maple ,
By what strange fire , you look down on the city below.

Downy feathers is to kiss your face , and flutter everywhere .
Reality is a lovely place , but I live there I do not want .

I live there and want to !

The pressure by the lullaby of the month and the heavy lid ,
So I smile in your eyes , I knew you were wide awake eyes .

Downy feathers is to kiss your face , and flutter everywhere .
Reality is a lovely place , but I live there I do not want .

From the balcony of the green belt , a forest fire and looks very beautiful .
I think if there was to me it is , the Ponderosa canopy , not that I leave .
To climbing ivy and velvet , a tree of Ruby Red Wood :
I think if you were in my place it , not painted mahogany of all , that I leave .

It ... If you were to me is ...

Brush the stars , and paint in Venetian Blue dusk
The stillness of the night , because you'll never believe the view .
When the whispers fill the night leaf returns,
They are frozen , you will burn where fire and ice collide .

Can you feel the embrace of silk satin air ?
If you want to dissolve without a trace , do we worried about in the real world ?
Downy feathers is to kiss your face , and flutter everywhere .
Reality is a lovely place , but I live there I do not want .

I can live there would not want !

I peeled off the street until autumn leaves
Take the feather in a breeze , and you sweep your feet .