When I from grace I never realized How deep the flood was me A man whose life was toil was a kettle left to boil And the water left these on me
The chains I wore were mine, dragging me towards my 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 Heading down was my But yesterday I that was Else not me
Here I stand at the crossroad's Afraid to out for eternity One step when I down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if only for I the changes I feel like I did, before the 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 edge down at what I used to be A drowning man, trying to afloat Heavy with the past, but keeping hope That there's something that is seen But it's somewhere out of
So I keep back Looking back and I see someone
All my they said I was going down But I'm still stronger proud
And today I know, there's so much I can be I think I finally
From where I at the crossroad's edge a path leading out to sea And from somewhere in my mind Sirens sing out loud, songs of doubt, as only know how But one back reminds and I see Else, not me.
I looking back at Someone Else... me?