Sculptors Lyrics

You may say I'm a vagrant
Wasting time on my walks
Call me daydream sleepwalker
Mad collector of thoughts
Maybe it's kind of a madness
Wanderin' clouds with a pen
But remember I won't be
Just a clay in your hands

You may say I am a dreamer
Coming from outer space
I'm a bit absent-minded
But I am not unaware
You may call me a poet
You may say I'm a freak
But remember I'm all right
And you look really sick

You may say I am a vagrant
Wasting time on my walks
Call me daydream sleepwalker
Mad collector of thoughts
You may say I'm a drifter
Always flowin' with the sound
But remember I won't let you
Shape the state of my mind

Sculptors of the mind
Sculptors of the mind
Sculptors of the mind
Sculptors of the mind