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