The Makeshift Conqueror Pt. I
Verse 1:
Silently brushing the dust off my memories
Finding the words complementing my melodies
I’m rebuilding a man
That I once knew first hand
Crackpot ideas to prevent a catastrophe
Some of them turn out to be just a fallacy
But still I hold on
Till these demons are gone
Chorus:
May I break away from hanging on to yesteryear
May I seize the day shooting for the stratosphere
A makeshift conqueror am I
Strophe 2:
Mistakes that I made are reflecting right back on me
Hindering the process of becoming who I wanna be
Still the clouds must soon fade
No more rainy parade
Making up provisional solutions that tend to fail
Some of them may end up chasing a ghost away
No curtain call
Till I’ve exorcized them all
Chorus:
May I break away from hanging on to yesteryear
May I seize the day shooting for the stratosphere
A makeshift conqueror am I
Leads: Kötterl/Schafberger