When I fell from I never realized How the flood was around me A man whose life was toil was a kettle left to boil And the water left scars on me
The chains I wore were mine, dragging me my fate Planned for me 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 yesterday I swear was Someone not me
I stand at the crossroad's edge Afraid to out for eternity One when I look down I see else, not me
I know now who I am, if for awhile I the changes I feel like I did, before the magic thin And the baptism of stains
Sacrifice, the say... is a sign of nobility But where one draw the line in the face of injury? I'm just to understand
Standing here at the edge Looking down at what I to be A man, trying to stay afloat with the past, but somehow keeping hope That something more that is seen But it's somewhere out of
So I keep looking Looking back and I see else
All my life said I was going down But I'm standing stronger proud
And I know, there's so much more I can be I I finally understand
From where I at the crossroad's edge There's a leading out to sea And from deep in my mind Sirens sing out loud, of doubt, as only they know how But one back reminds and I see Else, not me.
I keep looking back at Else... me?