When i fell from grace
I never realized
How deep the flood was around me.
A man whose life was toil
Was like a kettle left to boil,
And the water left scars on me.
I know now who i am.
If only for a while,
I recognize the changes.
I feel like i did before the
Magic wore thin and the "baptism
Of stains" began.
They used to say i was
Nowhere, man,
Heading down
Was my destiny.
But yesterday, i swear,
That was someone else not me.
Here i stand at the crossroads edge,
Afraid to reach out for eternity,
One step, when i look down,
I see someone else not me.
Looking back and i see
Someone else.
All my life they said i
Was going down,
But i'm still standing,
Stronger, proud.
And today i know there's
So much more i can be.
From where i stand at the crossroads edge,
There's a path leading out to sea.
And from somewhere
Deep in my mind,
Sirens sing out loud
Songs of doubt
As only they know how.
But one glance back reminds, and i see,
Someone else not me.
I keep looking back
At someone else... me?