I am crawling through the thicket
Of my own jungle
I am waiting in the swamp of my heart
I could make it on my own
If I would not stumble
And not have lost track right here from the start
All these people left and right must be dead already
But in fact they act as if they don’t know
They have fallen with the darkness
Their eyes unsteady
Should have gone but they’re not ready to go Will you cut up the palm trees around me
I’m calling Daisy
Will you bring down the walls that surround me
I’m calling Daisy
I am searching for the man that I thought I could be Now I feel my mind is falling apart
I got stuck inside the brushwood of mediocrity
The land I seek is not on my chart
Do you think it’s in my genes
That I’m determined to fail
Will I be melting like a flake into snow
My eyes are shining brighter
Then the shiniest pale
I am still walking
But I’m talking to slow
Will you cut up the palm trees around me
I’m calling Daisy
Will you bring down the walls that surround me
I’m calling Daisy
I’m calling Daisy
Will you cut up the palm trees around me
I’m calling Daisy
Will you bring down the walls that surround me
I’m calling Daisy
Will you cut up the palm trees around me
I’m calling Daisy
Will you bring down the walls that surround me
I’m calling Daisy