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 These Scars On Me



The Chains I Wore Were Mine, Dragging Me Towards My Fate

Planned For Me Long Ago



I Played By All Their Rules, Went To Their Right Schools



Who Was I To Question?



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 Crossroad's Edge

Afraid To Reach Out For Eternity

One Step When I Look Down

I See Someone Else, Not Me



I Know Now Who I Am, If Only For Awhile

I Recognize The Changes

I Feel Like I Did, Before The Magic Wore Thin

And The Baptism Of Stains Began



Sacrifice, The Always Say... Is A Sign Of Nobility

But Where Does One Draw The Line In The Face Of Injury?

I'm Just Trying To Understand



Standing Here At The Crossroad's Edge

Looking Down At What I Used To Be

A Drowning Man, Trying To Stay Afloat

Heavy With The Past, But Somehow Keeping Hope

That There's Something More That Is Seen

But It's Somewhere Out Of Reach



So I Keep Looking Back

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

I Think I Finally Understand



From Where I Stand At The Crossroad's 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?