When I from grace I never realized How the flood was around me A man whose life was toil was like a kettle to boil And the left these scars on me
The chains I wore mine, dragging me towards my fate for me long ago
I by all their rules, went to their right schools
Who was I to
They to say I was nowhere man Heading was my destiny But yesterday I swear was Someone not me
Here I stand at the crossroad's Afraid to out for eternity One when I look down I see else, not me
I now who I am, if only for awhile I the changes I feel I did, before the magic wore thin And the baptism of stains
Sacrifice, the always say... is a sign of But where does one draw the line in the face of I'm just to understand
Standing at the crossroad's edge Looking down at what I to be A drowning man, trying to afloat with the past, but somehow keeping hope That there's something more is seen But it's out of reach
So I keep back Looking back and I see someone
All my they said I was going down But I'm still standing proud
And today I know, there's so more I can be I I finally understand
From where I stand at the crossroad's There's a path out to sea And somewhere deep in my mind Sirens sing out loud, songs of doubt, as only they how But one glance back and I see Else, not me.
I keep looking back at Else... me?