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  1. Glory Daze

From the recording Maybe Next Year

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Lyrics

I stare out my window and look at what’s become my world, while I’ve been confined to this place. My freedom isolated to a room, my mind - my prison I cannot escape.

Resignation, my deterioration on me has not dawned. No memories past this moment - my life is slowly lost. Synaptic tension, creating suspension. Who am I? Who are you? Each waking day is a struggle to stumble through.

But I look back on my glory days, when I wasn’t trapped in this cage. Walk the Northwestern shores, breathe in that ocean air. I’m still there.

Once again a visit from that girl. I struggle to put a name to the face. She tries to comfort me with words. I’m racked with confusion, I cannot relate.

Resignation, my deterioration on me has not dawned. No memories past this moment - my life is slowly lost. Synaptic tension, creating suspension. Who am I? Who are you? Each waking day is a struggle to stumble through.

But I look back on my glory days. When I wasn’t trapped in this cage. Walk the shores of the Grand and hold my daughter’s hand. I’m still there.

So I live in my glory days. To break me out of this cage. I hope that when that girl will come, she will understand. I’m still there.