I agree with flan3ur. It's existentialist, hence "it's real"!
"I don't know who's behind
The wheel
Sometimes I feel like that I don't know
The deal"
Life is confusing, absurd and illogical. Things happen that don't make sense. Maybe there's someone behind the wheel (possible a God?) but they certainly don't make themselves obvious.
What matters is what we do right here, right now. However absurd some things seem ("I skated on the frozen / Sea"), "it's real as far as I can see", so let's just get on with our lives and enjoy them for how they appear to us.
Although love may seem strange and obscure, it's real, embrace it for what it is ("When I tell you how / I feel / Believe me when I say / It's real"). It's very i
easy to idealise and abstract love from what it is, leading one to question whether it's really there. But, look, "I carved our names into / A tree", it's simple: it's love, it's real, it's tangible, it's there, right in front of you; what more evidence do we need?
And, finally, because I've mentioned every line except this one, I thought I need to cover "I walked on decomposing / Leaves". Again, this is just an explanation of how everything we do is "real". He's walking on the decomposing, imperfect leaves of the real world, not some strange transcendental reality.
In Summary: Questioning why things are the way they are (Is there a god? What is love? etc.) doesn't get us anywhere. We just need to live in the real world and enjoy it for what it is.
I agree with flan3ur. It's existentialist, hence "it's real"!
"I don't know who's behind The wheel Sometimes I feel like that I don't know The deal"
Life is confusing, absurd and illogical. Things happen that don't make sense. Maybe there's someone behind the wheel (possible a God?) but they certainly don't make themselves obvious.
What matters is what we do right here, right now. However absurd some things seem ("I skated on the frozen / Sea"), "it's real as far as I can see", so let's just get on with our lives and enjoy them for how they appear to us.
Although love may seem strange and obscure, it's real, embrace it for what it is ("When I tell you how / I feel / Believe me when I say / It's real"). It's very i easy to idealise and abstract love from what it is, leading one to question whether it's really there. But, look, "I carved our names into / A tree", it's simple: it's love, it's real, it's tangible, it's there, right in front of you; what more evidence do we need?
And, finally, because I've mentioned every line except this one, I thought I need to cover "I walked on decomposing / Leaves". Again, this is just an explanation of how everything we do is "real". He's walking on the decomposing, imperfect leaves of the real world, not some strange transcendental reality.
In Summary: Questioning why things are the way they are (Is there a god? What is love? etc.) doesn't get us anywhere. We just need to live in the real world and enjoy it for what it is.