I've met the darkest point in my life
These once green plains that I ran through have now turned grey
Echoes of my voice mistaken for answered prayers
A heavy head hung in shame, who's to blame?
I've built this jaggered path for myself
I'm hiding in the fields that were sprayed red with blood of our brothers
Silent for days until conflict walks away
Homes only filled with pictures of how good life should be
In the reflections of the broken glass I see myself living my dreams
Eyes are now clouding with regret, pretty faces are painted grey
I watched myself wash upon a shore of an endless beach
Where fires don't burn, water won't flow, waves will always churn, winds forever blow
I've written the last chapter in my devils tale
Under all my pretentious clothing stands a man engulfed in self loathing
Through the flickering screen I see a model for the rest, I feel the envy
Like a cancer it grows in me, destroys me from the inside out
This weight on my shoulders is getting hard to bare, it's getting hard to bare
Seeing myself now as I've never seen before
I watch the autumn leaves on the trees as they fall
My plague is wearing the shame of all my crimes
Somewhere in this emptiness I still feel warm
I once walked hand in hand with a friend called time
I once walked hand in hand with a friend called time