Something Real (Lyrics video)
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Something Real (Lyrics video)
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Something Real © 2026 K.L. Turner
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I left the window cracked again
the curtains breathed like something living
I swear I saw you standing out in the yard
standing where the sprinkler dug a trench
You've got no name I'd recognize
no face that holds in the waking light
just the weight of you beside me
gone the second I break right
The radio's talking to nobody
the clock says eight
I'm still somewhere between the sheets and dark
I've been waking up still looking for you
And I know it's only sleep
but I swear it's more than sleep
you leave something in the room
something I can almost keep
I'm pulling at the seam of something real
Tearing through the cotton of a dream
You keep burning at the back of my eyes
Like a match I struck and couldn't snuff out
Like a match I struck… I just can’t let it die
Last Tuesday I slept fourteen hours
trying to get back to where you were
I woke with gravel in my throat
and your ghost already a blur
Chasing down a dream that moves
through walls like it's already dead
There's a bruise along my shoulder
from slamming into the bed
And I know it's only sleep
but I swear it's more than sleep
you leave something in the room
something I can almost keep
I'm pulling at the seam of something real
Tearing through the cotton of a dream
You keep burning at the back of my eyes
Like a match I struck and couldn't snuff out
Like a match I struck… I just can’t let it die
Maybe you're the part of me
I buried in the yard when I was eight
maybe you're the door I dreamed about
behind the house on Kellerman and State
I don't know if chasing helps
I don't know if stopping would hurt less
hurt less... hurt less
hurt less
I'm pulling at the seam of something real
Tearing through the cotton of a dream
You keep burning at the back of my eyes
Like a match I struck… I just can’t let it die
like a match I struck and couldn't — breathe
I left the window cracked again
the curtains breathed like something living
I swear I saw your shape out in the yard
I swear I saw your shape...