The Attic The Buttress

[Verse 1]
I've been here for so long
That my shadow left an imprint on the wall
From the same place where I cast it every day until dawn
From the same chair, I'm writing the same song
And I wrote all night
But I erased all of it cause all of it was wrong
And they say that as the day is long
I'm honest
And I promised myself that I would never belong
To no man or place
Neither time nor space -
No case can contain me
Or tame me
I'm the one who makes it great
This room was dead before it let me in
And many men -
Many many many men
Have came and went
With pain and sweat
Looking at the sky with tired eyes
We're screaming at the sun and we're begging for time
Yes, I am counted among them
I'm one of them
And we all want the same thing, and that thing being -
That my rhymes went the hardest
My ideas went the farthest
When I die I'm not forgotten ...
And they'll call me an artist