Look at me, deep into weathered eyes
that have seen too much of the world
and far too many failings in myself
Look at me, deep into bones of glass
If something doesn't kill us, it just might make us stronger,
but I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longer
Look inside, deep in the heart
of one who is close to losing faith,
but praying that his faith will see him through
Look inside, deep in a mind
reviewing unanswerable questions about what lies ahead
If something doesn't kill us, it just might make us stronger,
but I don't think I can make myself hold on for too much longer
Am I falling away from what really matters,
and teetering on the brink of disaster?
At a moment in time and we turn the other way
A different path would lead us to another fate
(x3)