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?