In this place where contradiction seems to find
The things I’m seeking after
Illusions fill my kamikaze state of mind
And torment my reactions
I’m twisted up inside and it seems that I
cannot find
The source of my desire

Chorus
Daddy, I don’t want to cry
Daddy, I can’t seem to find the evidence
of things invisible to me

My cup is filled with broken pieces of my dreams
Its content is my master
I’m feature in an origami magazine
Paper-thin perceptions
I’m folded up inside and it seems that I cannot find
The rood of my condition

Chorus

I don’t want this day to be the place
where people say I’ve fallen
I don’t want this day to be the place
where people say I’ve fallen
I don’t want this day
I don’t want this day












2001 Rodrigo Dinsmore (ASCAP) / 2001 Gleaning Publishing (ASCAP)