When I fell from grace I realized How the flood was around me A man whose life was toil was like a kettle left to And the water these scars on me
The chains I wore were mine, me towards my fate Planned for me ago
I played by all their rules, went to their schools
Who was I to
used to say I was nowhere man Heading down was my But yesterday I that was Else not me
Here I stand at the edge to reach out for eternity One step when I down I see else, not me
I now who I am, if only for awhile I recognize the I feel like I did, before the magic wore And the baptism of stains
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility But where does one the line in the face of injury? I'm trying to understand
Standing here at the crossroad's Looking down at what I to be A drowning man, to stay afloat Heavy with the past, but keeping hope That there's something that is seen But it's out of reach
So I looking back Looking back and I see else
All my they said I was going down But I'm still standing proud
And I know, there's so much more I can be I think I finally
From where I stand at the crossroad's There's a path out to sea And from somewhere in my mind Sirens out loud, songs of doubt, as only they know how But one back reminds and I see Else, not me.
I keep back at Someone Else... me?