Like the brooding waters of a deep river, this song immerses the listener in an acoustic reverie - a pleasant vocal mindscape. Philosophic but fun.
I strummed an Am9 (A minor ninth) chord one day, ethereal and mysterious, and the song evolved from that.
It's not how things look that makes them real
But how you see them, what you think and feel
Funny how that works but here's the deal...
Life is like a dream
Lying fast asleep upon the bed
You were wide awake inside my head
Looking through my eyes you smiled and said...
Life is like a dream
You row your boat downstream
But it's not what it seems...to be
Life is not a dream
Sometimes we laugh until we cry
'Til streams of consciousness run dry
Out on a limb we straddle
Up a tree without a paddle...high, high and dry
Love is like a river let it flow
We can make the time to take it slow
Steady as a rock, now let it roll
Life is like a dream
You row your boat downstream
But It's not what it seems...to be
Life is not a dream
I Love you more than life, no lie
I cross my heart and hope to die
But if I die I won't be dead
I'll be alive inside your head, surprise!...close your eyes
(guitar bridge)
Life is like a dream
A boat that floats downstream
A glossy magazine
A picture on a screen
It's never what it seems...to be
Life is not a dream.