Real Love - The Smashing Pumpkins

Fall into the century on a supersonic cross\nBlessed she in aching silence, eternal loss\nCalling out «I won’t surrender a locket of her hair»\nSympathize her pious pleasures, go down the stairs\nInto the dark again\nTo feel alive again, and wait for\nReal love\nOr is it me you’re after?\nIs it time?\n'Cause it’s now or never\nReal love\nReal love forever\nReal love\nBorn of the ball and chain\nInto a world sustained with sorrow\nReal love\nA real touch we speak in\nIs it lies?\nOr is what we’re seekin'?\nReal love\nIn the eyes, behold and you’ll find the 21st century\nDetonate her will and her widowed speech\nBuried in the backyard shadow, the rusty coffee tin\nThat held her mother’s first kiss in a nameless dream\nFall down the stairs again\nTo feel alive against tommorow\nReal love\nOr is it me you’re after?\nIs it time?\nCause it’s now or never\nReal love\nReal love forever\nIs it love?\nOr just yours to treasure?\nReal love\nWe never listen\nReal love will listen\nAnd tell of a fortune\nReal love is riches\nScratch through the changes\nReal love is nameless\nSo tired and hopeless\nReal love is painless\nNobody mentions\nWe ever move to collect\nThe solar questions\nDemon scorn should not relax\nThe laws of gravity\nReal love