Waking to the toiled beep
It's 6 am
Clouds turn the Sunday morning bleak
No fatigue, no headache from the nights' dissipation
Trying to feel pain
Void flows through my veins
Straight from slumber into the rain
To the convalescent place where I feel safest
By my mother's side
Where she stood throughout my life
The only time I feel I'm doing something right
Drive in silence just the motor hum
The tap tap tapping on the windshield from the falling rain
A desolated parking lot
Surrounding walls with stories
Stowed to be forgotten by the generation to come
Through the halls to the heart of the sorrow
A light that's dimmed
She looks at me like she's never seen me before
She's there
She's there
She's standing in front of me
But she doesn't care
She doesn't know who I am
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
This can't be
I can't be forgotten now
There has to be a way
I can show her who she really is
She screams, I scream
There has to be a way
I need her here
I need you
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
Phylax - Daydreamer Lyrics
Phylax - Daydreamer Lyrics
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Waking to the toiled beep
It's 6 am
Clouds turn the Sunday morning bleak
No fatigue, no headache from the nights' dissipation
Trying to feel pain
Void flows through my veins
Straight from slumber into the rain
To the convalescent place where I feel safest
By my mother's side
Where she stood throughout my life
The only time I feel I'm doing something right
Drive in silence just the motor hum
The tap tap tapping on the windshield from the falling rain
A desolated parking lot
Surrounding walls with stories
Stowed to be forgotten by the generation to come
Through the halls to the heart of the sorrow
A light that's dimmed
She looks at me like she's never seen me before
She's there
She's there
She's standing in front of me
But she doesn't care
She doesn't know who I am
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
This can't be
I can't be forgotten now
There has to be a way
I can show her who she really is
She screams, I scream
There has to be a way
I need her here
I need you
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
It's 6 am
Clouds turn the Sunday morning bleak
No fatigue, no headache from the nights' dissipation
Trying to feel pain
Void flows through my veins
Straight from slumber into the rain
To the convalescent place where I feel safest
By my mother's side
Where she stood throughout my life
The only time I feel I'm doing something right
Drive in silence just the motor hum
The tap tap tapping on the windshield from the falling rain
A desolated parking lot
Surrounding walls with stories
Stowed to be forgotten by the generation to come
Through the halls to the heart of the sorrow
A light that's dimmed
She looks at me like she's never seen me before
She's there
She's there
She's standing in front of me
But she doesn't care
She doesn't know who I am
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
This can't be
I can't be forgotten now
There has to be a way
I can show her who she really is
She screams, I scream
There has to be a way
I need her here
I need you
She doesn't know who I am
Daydreamer
A blank stare of curiosity
At my lifeless despondency
Hopelessness sets in
She's stronger
She doesn't need my help any longer
Writer: Donovan Colton
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