When I from grace I never realized How deep the flood was me A man whose life was was like a kettle left to boil And the water left these on me
The chains I wore were mine, dragging me my fate Planned for me ago
I played by all their rules, went to right schools
Who was I to
They used to say I was man down was my destiny But yesterday I swear was Else not me
Here I at the crossroad's edge Afraid to reach out for 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 say... is a sign of nobility But does one draw the line in the face of injury? I'm trying to understand
here at the crossroad's edge Looking down at what I to be A drowning man, to stay afloat Heavy with the past, but somehow keeping That there's something that is seen But somewhere out of reach
So I keep looking Looking back and I see someone
All my life said I was going down But I'm still standing stronger
And today I know, so much more I can be I I finally understand
From where I stand at the edge There's a leading out to sea And from 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?