When I fell from grace I never How deep the flood was me A man whose life was toil was like a left to boil And the water these scars on me
The chains I wore were mine, me towards my fate Planned for me ago
I by all their rules, went to their right schools
Who was I to
They used to say I was man down was my destiny But yesterday I swear was Someone not me
I stand at the crossroad's edge Afraid to reach out for One when I look down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if only for I recognize the I feel like I did, the magic wore thin And the baptism of began
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility But where does one draw the line in the of injury? I'm trying to understand
Standing at the crossroad's edge Looking at what I used to be A drowning man, to stay afloat Heavy with the past, but somehow hope That there's something more is seen But it's out of reach
So I keep back Looking back and I see someone
All my life they said I was down But I'm still standing proud
And I know, there's so much more I can be I think I understand
From where I stand at the crossroad's a path leading out to sea And somewhere deep in my mind sing out loud, songs of doubt, as only they know how But one glance back and I see Else, not me.
I keep looking at Someone Else... me?