When I fell from I never realized How deep the flood was me A man life was toil was like a kettle left to boil And the left these scars on me
The I wore were mine, dragging me towards my fate Planned for me ago
I played by all their rules, went to their schools
Who was I to
They to say I was nowhere man down was my destiny But yesterday I that was Else not me
Here I stand at the crossroad's Afraid to reach out for One step I look down I see else, not me
I now who I am, if only for awhile I recognize the I feel I did, before the magic wore thin And the of stains began
Sacrifice, the always say... is a of nobility 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 man, trying to stay afloat with the past, but somehow keeping hope That there's something more that is But somewhere out of reach
So I keep looking Looking and I see someone else
All my life they I was going down But I'm still stronger proud
And I know, there's so much 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, songs of doubt, as they know how But one glance reminds and I see Else, not me.
I looking back at Someone Else... me?