Mayday Radio - Don Quixote Lyrics
I stand here soaked in wounded prideMy sanity tiptoes to the edgeNow I awake to wear this guiseIt helps to mask all my regret, my regret, my regretWhen I don this old, dull suit of armorI convince myself, somewhere inside me, there is honorCall me irrational right down to my coreI’m Don Quixote, this guitar is my swordBecause reality so often is a boreAs Don Quixote I can dream of so much moreSo much…. moreOn Rocinante into battle I rideAgainst personal demons I must fightTreacherous windmills in my waySee a hero’s reflection in my blade, in my blade, my bladeWhen I don this old, dull suit of armorI convince myself, somewhere inside me, there is honorCall me irrational right down to my coreI’m Don Quixote, this guitar is my swordBecause reality so often is a boreAs Don Quixote I can dream of so much moreSo much… moreWhat do I see on the horizon?The defeat of myself coupled with my arisingCome be my Sancho, you can join the storyWe’ll tally victories and bask in the gloryHallelujahCall me irrational right down to my coreI’m Don Quixote, this guitar is my swordBecause reality so often is a boreAs Don Quixote I can dream of so much moreSo much… more
