Paroles de To become...

The landscape of my mind has never been so dreary.
Clouds form overhead and puddles grow beneath me.
I still walk along, waiting for a calm in the storm.
Passing the places that once meant so much,
Once again, i see the life fading from the sky,
So comes the night, a passive light peers into my eyes.
This is my downfall, this is my broken will,
I am lost and i fear that i'll never heal.
A solace it seems, standing with these serene surroundings....here i am.
Here i am, a new man, i won't be broken.
I was once a battered man but now i am whole.