My god how things have changed since I was young Dear god what the hell have I become? My dear you should really mind your tongue Before this world of ours is completely undone Before this would of ours is undone What was once wood has turned to stone And I may be free, but I'm still alone Trees used to block the sun from here Now roots tangled into the surface Losing the stillness of water Refreshing wind into dead air The seduction under the sun The projection in the trench It tells me to start a new life It shows me the truth behind closed eyes My god these circles won't leave me be Keep crashing into my sides until I bleed Clarity settles as the forest regrows Never again will I lose control I follow my heart, I forget the past I burn my bridges to light my path