When I fell from grace I realized How deep the flood was me A man whose life was toil was like a kettle left to And the water left scars on me
The chains I were mine, dragging me towards my fate for me long ago
I played by all their rules, went to their right
Who was I to
They used to say I was man Heading down was my But yesterday I that was Someone not me
Here I at the crossroad's edge Afraid to reach out for 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, before the wore thin And the of stains began
Sacrifice, the say... is a sign of nobility But where does one draw the line in the face of I'm just trying to
here at the crossroad's edge Looking down at I used to be A drowning man, trying to stay with the past, but somehow keeping hope That there's something that is seen But somewhere out of reach
So I looking 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
where I stand at the crossroad's edge There's a path out to sea And from somewhere deep in my Sirens out loud, songs of doubt, as only they know how But one glance back and I see Else, not me.
I looking back at Someone Else... me?