When I fell from grace I never How the flood was around me A man whose life was was like a kettle left to boil And the left these scars on me
The chains I were mine, dragging me towards my fate Planned for me ago
I played by all rules, went to their right schools
Who was I to
They used to say I was man Heading 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 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 where does one draw the line in the face of I'm just to understand
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 and I see someone else
All my life they I was going down But I'm still standing proud
And today I know, there's so much I can be I think I understand
where I stand at the crossroad's edge There's a path out to sea And from deep in my mind Sirens sing out loud, songs of doubt, as they know how But one glance reminds and I see Else, not me.
I keep back at Someone Else... me?