6pm rolls ‘round again
My day full of distraction fades away
And I can taste the salt of my heartache

In my grand and ideal life
I do not have all these vices to depend on
I am calm and present in my mind

But I am not that strong
To deny the fantasy for a reality that’s wrong
And though you tell me it’s not real,
How can you disregard the depth of loving that I feel?

I cannot find the resolve
And any song I’m writing always seems to roll
Into something I’ve heard before

So if I focus in my mind
On the grand design I wrote and catered to myself
Maybe then I’d find the rhyme

But I am not that smart
To deny the fantasy for a reality that’s hard
And this is not that song
When the chords I need to find are ones that always take too long

And I’m not someone who ever likes being wrong
I am not someone who loves without requirement to belong

6pm rolls ‘round again
My day full of distraction fades away
And I can taste the salt of my heartache

In my grand and ideal life
I do not have these vices to depend on
I am calm and present in my mind