When I fell grace I never realized How deep the flood was me A man whose was toil was like a kettle left to boil And the water left scars on me
The chains I wore were mine, me towards my fate for me long ago
I played by all their rules, to their right schools
Who was I to
They used to say I was man Heading down was my But yesterday I swear was Else not me
Here I at the crossroad's edge to reach out for eternity One step I look down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if for awhile I recognize the I feel like I did, the magic wore thin And the baptism of stains
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility But does one draw the line in the face of injury? I'm just trying to
Standing here at the crossroad's Looking down at what I to be A drowning man, trying to stay Heavy with the past, but somehow keeping That something more that is seen But somewhere out of reach
So I keep looking Looking back and I see else
All my life they said I was down But I'm standing stronger proud
And today I know, there's so more I can be I think I understand
From where I stand at the edge There's a leading out to sea And somewhere deep in my mind Sirens sing out loud, of doubt, as only they know how But one glance reminds and I see Else, not me.
I keep looking at Someone Else... me?