All Those Dreams - Matt Sharp

Into the light, into your day

The way you face disgrace

Saturates your face inside a space

Sound of the day, of a train

As a dusty record plays

A music box fades into the rain

Did all those dreams turn out the way they should be?

All the hopes you’ve had of what you could be

The sorrows and your sadness, they shine brightly

All those dreams really make you happy?

Into the haze, the game

The hideaway from shame

Would you like to change her name into the blame?

Driving your car for days

From fear of second place

As you rearrange your face away from the race

Did all those dreams turn out the way they should be?

All the hopes you’ve had of what you could be

The sorrows and your sadness, they shine brightly

All those dreams really make you happy?

What makes you happy?