When I fell from grace I realized How deep the flood was me A man whose life was toil was like a kettle to boil And the water left these on me
The chains I wore were mine, me towards my fate for me long ago
I played by all their rules, went to their right
Who was I to
used to say I was nowhere man Heading down was my But I swear that was Someone not me
Here I stand at the crossroad's to reach out for eternity One step when I down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if only for I recognize the I feel like I did, before the wore thin And the baptism of began
Sacrifice, the always say... is a sign of But does one draw the line in the face of injury? I'm just to understand
Standing at the crossroad's 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 more that is But somewhere out of reach
So I keep back Looking back and I see else
All my life they said I was going But I'm standing stronger proud
And today I know, there's so more I can be I I finally 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, of doubt, as only they know how But one glance back and I see Else, not me.
I keep looking back at Else... me?