Max Elliot - Daydreamer and Nightthinker

I was a man with the world in his hands
Who couldn't make a fist
Blue and red tie me to you
I'm cuffed at the wrist
The daydreamer and the nightthinker
play on my shoulders
I walk down the street and it's you that I meet
Behind the eyes of strangers
And it's beautiful and gold but sold
To another man with stronger bones
But I'll be here with my soul
Just trying to find my way back home
My way back home
I stood at the door with a mighty roar
And banged my way to freedom
I hunted my fears and drew them near
Although I could not see them
I'm tired of fighting
And I lost the score
I dreamt of sleeping
On the floor
Oh yeah
And it's beautiful and gold but sold
To another man with stronger bones
But I'll be here with my soul
Just trying to find my way back home
My way back home

Written by:
Max Fitzmorris-Johannes

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