Everyone has a thinking place.
Day Dream Day (2008) Written & Directed by Luke Fandrich
Perched on the roof with the street at a glance,
An afternoon devoted to pondering chance.
An afternoon devoted to pondering chance.
The neighbourhood's silent, the possibility's there,
But you think to yourself, and you shift and you stare.
It's nice to be free, it's nice to be young,
Your potential, you reason, is so out strung.
You glance at the windows, the roofs, and ground,
It's a long way up, when the there's just pavement around.
The world is my oyster, the future my now,
So many questions, but most of them how.
I want to be seen, and I want to be heard,
But so high up, I think, there's only the birds.
So I'll get back to the ground, get my head from the clouds,
I'll shuffle and mingle, shake hands with the crowds.
I'll do what it takes, and I'll work the late hours,
I'll sacrifice some sleep, some meals, some showers.
I'm just another dreamer, another guy with some hope,
Just a man on a leash, tugged by someone else's rope.
But from here things look fine, with camera in hand,
I'll shoot what I'll see, I'll edit and I'll land.
All at once I won't do, cause I don't wanna fall,
I'll just ease myself back, while admiring it all.
But maybe not yet, not just for this minute,
I want to dream a bit more, and find myself lost in it.