Through your eyes what you see
Is it the same as what I see to me
With these hands I can feel
Feel at least what I can perceive as real
Through my eyes what I see
Is it the way that I want it to be
Or does it seem
That someones shaping this world into being
Jesus created a vision of living
For all of his people to see
A looking glass eye to be worn all the time
That only works if you believe
Just as a teacher
Creates the world of the young
So do the prominent figures of history
Paint us a lie with their tongues
And its in this way that Mohammed and Lennon and Hitler and Marx
Transcended the paths they had chosen and made projected living an art
If nothing is real then nothing is real
Its as real as real can be
Even if its just a projection
Im still projecting a you and a me
Yes it is true were just subsets of something
Thats so vast we cant comprehend
But in the minutes I spend here projected
Id like to hold you in my hands