Woorden:
Downhere

I'm learning to stand The more that I fall down It's the law of inversion And it's all turned around And I'm staggered by The clash inside my soul So

There are no mystic jewels, embedded in my prose, No moonlit haloed cherubs, perched on my piano, No lyrics laced with pixie dust, no angels sings along

There's got to be some reason for all this misery A secret evil corporation somewhere overseas They're pulling strings, arranging things It's a conspiracy

From the corner of my eye There's a tear I'm trying to cry But the feeling can't be found Like a note thrills in a song When I play it again, it's gone

Out of solid rock, I made a river To a desert drought, I brought the rain Did you doubt, for a moment That I felt your pain? Just when you think the

Well we're thrown in on a stage To find our paths to yesterday When the world seem so much smaller And we were free, free to be Well we all moved to

Death is no conflict, for those who do belong The very last life breath, starts a brand new song Promised to find, what I?ve been looking for I guess

I knew the times would come And now the times have landed with stinging abrasion As ready as I seem to be It's never like I planned it yeah I'm wrestlin

I can't say what brought me Down this far, it's complicated Face down and bleeding From this war Could you forget 'Bout figuring me out And be glad I