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
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
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
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
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