When I fell from I never realized How deep the was around me A man whose life was toil was like a kettle left to And the water left scars on me
The chains I wore were mine, dragging me 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 I swear that was Someone not me
Here I stand at the crossroad's to reach out for eternity One step when I look I see else, not me
I now who I am, if only for awhile I the changes I feel like I did, before the magic wore And the of stains began
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility But where does one draw the in the face of injury? I'm just to understand
here at the crossroad's edge Looking down at what I to be A drowning man, trying to stay with the past, but somehow keeping hope That there's something that is seen But it's somewhere out of
So I looking back Looking back and I see else
All my life they I was going down But I'm still standing proud
And today I know, so much more I can be I think I understand
where I stand at the crossroad's edge There's a path out to sea And somewhere deep 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?