You tell me not to worry 'bout the simple fact I'm dead
Twisting, turning, cold and clammy hand
There's no place to go from here
I've been waiting here my life
My worst fears are finally alive
(Or is it "unprepared but finally alive"?)
I could quit my place, man, get no rest
Run through fields of glory
The part(?) and worries roll together in me, faithfully
Find the roots in everything
Give up everything-ing but my song
Broke my indecision, broke it all along
I was ready for it (I was ready)
I was waiting for it (I was ready)
All along, I was ready for it
All along, I was waiting for it
(All this time I was ready)
I will hesitate, just slip away
(Or is it "I'm prepared to take a separate path"?)
Just a final chance (or is it "it's just the final test"?)
I'll do whatever you tell me, I do all along
(Or is it "I knew it was coming, I knew all along"?)