R. E. A. L. (Rediscovering The Art Of Living)

Tired of listening to my music I decided to give it Instead of "feeling like summer" I decided to live it Kind of like living out loud or standing in a crowd of people That keep moving I hear them raindrops I could feel the pain stop People everywhere they felt it too For once the words I penned made sense to my Dad So I relayed them straight to you so we could live Had eggs for breakfast Type these metaphors Mind moving faster than these fingers Can′t keep up any more Crazy 'bout living out loud no whisper hear the music of life And I keep moving I heard them trees sing I could feel everything For the first time I didn′t feel alone Living these melodies like Daydreams I felt just like I'd come home so I could live Everywhere you look you can see it You look at them people and see they try to be it There's something about the way we make the good times move Figuring out the Art of Living You can tell by the smiles on all the people′s faces They feel it in their bodies in all the right places I can explain it to you it′s just a vibe you know There's something about the Art of Living Running, running, running no more Giving, giving what life is asking for I′ve seen myself transformed and now I'm trying to take it all back Living, living is an Easy as the sun when it shines through Easy like a Sunday morning so I discovered the art of how to live Tired of living this life engulfed in darkness No more feeling the pressure of life became an artist The hardest part is knowing when to breathe in and out and keep moving I built dreams tall Standing in the rainfall People everywhere they came to get drenched We made the blueprint different cuz you needed it to be To approach and apply by your common sense Had love on a rainbow and a box of sunshine Picnicking on blissfulness Had to make the time Crazy about living out loud Dance to the rhythm of freedom and I keep moving I felt air′s touch I missed that so much Like a butterfly touchdown and then it's gone Living these metaphors hearing Ocean Lullabies Waiting to be greeted by the Sunday morn′ so I could live Everywhere you look you can see it You look at them people and see they try to be it There's something about the way we make the good times move Figuring out the Art of Living You can tell by the smiles on all the people's faces They feel it in their bodies in all the right places I can explain it to you it′s just a vibe you know There′s something about the Art of Living