Lyrics

Am I really here?
Words and Music by Tony Chapman, (copyrighted)

Dm C6
Am I really here? In this petrified forest
B7 Bbmj7
Stone angels, mummified devils
C G
Am I really here? Embedded in amber
C# G# F# A Dm
Excaliber in the lake, make me wake

Am I really here? Or is it opinion?
Slight of hand, an illusionists trick
Am I really here? or is it all done with mirrors?
Its so unreal it seems fake, make me wake

Are you really here? Your mute mouths frozen open
Your alabaster ears, and glass marble eyes
Are you really here? Of tapestry and mosaic
Its all too much, more than I can take make, me wake

Dm, A, Dm,
Em
Buddhists say:
We don't exist, a passing kiss, no snake, just hiss, nothing to miss,
we are not real, like spokes in a wheel, nothing to feel,
an empty place, a doorway's space, like holes in lace, like outer space, there's no trace,
F
we are all just, ancient Stardust,
ghosts and phantoms, built from atoms,
G
and atoms aren't real: only energy fields, whatever that is. and
Bbmj7 G# Fm Fm7 G
even if its true, what good is that to you or me,
G#mj7 B7 Bb Gm A4 A
until it falls, a leaf is still a tree

(Instrumental over verse chords)
Are they really here? Like vultures looking over our shoulders
Stabbing genicide finger icicles into our souls
Are they really here? Spitting moral and dogma
Won't take the risk too much at stake, make me wake

Are we really here? tax tourniquet, bank note nooses.
houses clamour to be cleaned, food queues to be prepared,
are we really here? in this quicksand of necessities,
this wasn't planned, its a mistake.