Hyperreal

We pulled into the back road Shimmering this way forth Wearing out its course end, I could only dream about What is hidden, heard through its white noise All seems too clear Let it wash over me Don't disappear Visions are hyperreal All seems too clear Let it wash over me Don't deserve it Visions are hyperreal Rising from the vapor misted patterns, voices left behind From the vapor misted patterns, can we stay a while? Guess I'm sick of things being the same Doesn't have to be every day, never change Just recycling things I thought were true when I was younger But I'm older now, I should've listened, oh The splinters left me blind I had to change my mind But constantly, it all seems too clear Let it wash over me Don't disappear Visions are hyperreal Let it wash over me Don't disappear Visions are hyperreal Voices left behind Rising from the vapor mist Can we stay a while? Voices left behind --- Hyperreal - Flume and Kučka