DAYBREAK
Sam and the Sparks Lyrics


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I'm sitting here thinking 'bout that call that never comes
As I close my eyes, vibe to the drums
You know the Sunday morning situation, hesitation
Skipping out on brunch today, no reservations
I'm lounging round the house
No slippers, just some comfy socks
Harvest on the speaker box, told you I'm chilling
Coffee almost done dripping, guitar is riffing
And I can't imagine living any different
Existing in a twilight system, long lost religion
As I notice it, the fog starts lifting
Moments like this, they never do last
So I try not to focus on the past
But the past couple days it's been creeping back
Scratching at what I lack, cracking my vision of the future
So I'm tryna recap, relax, get the pieces-stacked
As I zone out, blowing on this hookah

Got to let go

And then I'm right back at it, static jamming up my brainwaves
These days, they all seem the same
Searching for something, something I'm not certain
Curtains pulled back, now they reveal the rain
Some things are not meant to change
Drops, dropped, dropping
Look into your pockets, won't you see what's stopping
The progression, grown stressin'
No lessons without the right questions
Hardest part about it, goals get re-routed
It's so much easier to see when you doubt it
Inside I'm shouting, outside a mountain
The hurricane's coming, rocks tumble into streams
I stumble out of dreams with bright eyes, today is my tomorrow
The present, it is so hollow
The past only weighs us down, gotta get it off the boat
You can sink or swim, but I think I'd rather float





Got to let go

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Sam and the Sparks's song Daybreak convey a sense of introspection and contemplation, as the singer reflects on his current state of mind and the challenges he faces in navigating the uncertainties of life. The opening lines describe the longing for a call that never comes, accompanied by a soothing beat that creates a relaxed atmosphere. The singer then muses on the familiar feeling of hesitation on a Sunday morning, when the pressures of the outside world can feel overwhelming. Throughout the song, there is a contrast between the everyday routines of life, such as lounging around the house and playing the guitar, and the weightier issues that the singer is grappling with.


The lyrics also touch on themes of acceptance and letting go, as the singer acknowledges the difficulties of moving forward in life and the need to release the past in order to do so. The song presents a message of resilience and hope, even in the face of personal struggles and setbacks. By the end of the song, the singer has arrived at a place of greater clarity and perspective, with a sense of determination to continue pushing forward despite the challenges that lie ahead.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm sitting here thinking 'bout that call that never comes
Contemplating about a call that isn't expected.


As I close my eyes, vibe to the drums
Closing eyes and feeling the rhythm of the drum music.


You know the Sunday morning situation, hesitation
Being uncertain about going out for Sunday brunch.


Skipping out on brunch today, no reservations
Deciding not to go for brunch because reservations were not made.


I'm lounging round the house
Lazing around at home doing nothing.


No slippers, just some comfy socks
Wearing cozy socks instead of slippers at home.


Harvest on the speaker box, told you I'm chilling
Playing Harvest music on the singers and relaxing.


Coffee almost done dripping, guitar is riffing
Drinking coffee and playing guitar music.


And I can't imagine living any different
Happy with the current way of living and can't think of changing it.


Existing in a twilight system, long lost religion
Living in a unique system which was once believed in, but now lost.


As I notice it, the fog starts lifting
Realizing that the fog is gradually clearing.


Moments like this, they never do last
Realizing these moments of peace never last long.


So I try not to focus on the past
Avoiding thinking about the past mistakes.


But the past couple days it's been creeping back
Past memories haunting and returning back in recent days.


Scratching at what I lack, cracking my vision of the future
Making me rethink what I'm missing and changes to be made for the future vision.


So I'm tryna recap, relax, get the pieces-stacked
Trying to recollect and relax, getting the pieces of memory together.


As I zone out, blowing on this hookah
Zoning out and smoking a hookah.


Got to let go
Need to let go and move on for a better future.


And then I'm right back at it, static jamming up my brainwaves
Going back to the same state of mind, with static music creating confusion.


These days, they all seem the same
Every day feels repetitive and the same.


Searching for something, something I'm not certain
Looking for something, without being sure what is it.


Curtains pulled back, now they reveal the rain
The curtains are opened and it's raining outside.


Some things are not meant to change
Understanding that some things are meant to stay the same.


Drops, dropped, dropping
Raindrops falling down.


Look into your pockets, won't you see what's stopping
Finding out what's stopping you by introspection.


The progression, grown stressin'
Stressed about the lack of progress.


No lessons without the right questions
Realizing that without the right questions, there will be no learning.


Hardest part about it, goals get re-routed
The hardest thing is when the goals have to be redirected.


It's so much easier to see when you doubt it
It's easier to notice things when you have doubts.


Inside I'm shouting, outside a mountain
Feeling like screaming from the inside, while looking calm on the surface.


The hurricane's coming, rocks tumble into streams
A catastrophic event is about to occur, and chaos is imminent.


I stumble out of dreams with bright eyes, today is my tomorrow
Waking up every day with high hopes and committing to make the most of it.


The present, it is so hollow
Feeling like the present is empty.


The past only weighs us down, gotta get it off the boat
Realizing that holding on to past memories is detrimental and letting it go is necessary.


You can sink or swim, but I think I'd rather float
Having the option to sink or swim, but rather choose to float and go with the flow.




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Written by: Uncle Sam MC

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