Bill Roper (billroper) wrote,
Bill Roper
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Reality Breaks

It's been nuts here. More to the point, it's been the sort of nuts here where I haven't been writing much of any music.

But I recently found time to pick up the guitar and over the course of a week or so, the following song came together.

Words and Music: Bill Roper
Copyright 2013

Reality Breaks

The world has gone to pieces.
There are flames across the sky.
All anybody sees is
That we’re all about to die.
So say your prayers for goodness sakes.
It’s what you’ve got to do when reality breaks.
The madman thinks that he’s in charge,
But let’s grab control and start living large.

(Chorus)
I’m Superman, the man who flies.
I’m not like all those other guys.
We’re going for a trip across the skies
And we will not need a plane.
Go stepping out, make our escape,
And I always thought I’d look good in a cape.
There’s a brand new reality taking shape
And you could do worse than being Lois Lane.

Now history may bend and twist.
A fact’s a tricky thing.
You’ll never know just what you missed
Unless you grab the ring.
It’s floating free, if you can see.
It’s the power that’s shaping our reality.
The madman knows that he’s the Beast,
But we’ve got to reach out and get our piece.

(Bridge)
I can be anyone that I need to be
And you could be Wonder Woman next to me.
To save the world, we’ve got to be clever
And I could do worse than being Steve Trevor.

Now we have got the power.
The madman has gone down.
The question of the hour
Is if we should stick around.
Or let go the ring of reality,
Go back to ordinary you and me,
Or keep the power, be brave and bold,
And save the world again before we're too old.

(Chorus twice)
Or Wonder Woman.
Wonder Woman.
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