Woorden: Trip Device. Alive.

I cast my eyes down toward the cold gray ground
I wait around to find out when or even if I finally come around
I stand above my pale and lifeless form beneath my feet
But strange, I feel the warmth of my heartbeat

And I, I beg for mercy from all the stars
Heal me and give me shelter from my scars
And I, I fight with all my will to revive
And I concentrate my mind on trying to stay alive

My phantom voices scream out in a symphony of shame
But I can take it any more, and one by one I drag them all away
It?s funny how I disconnect myself from life and find my will to live
And touch my meager skill to give

And I, I beg for mercy from all the stars
Heal me and give me shelter from my scars
And I, I fight with all my will to revive
And I open up my eyes and wonder if I survived

Here comes the wind
I feel it changing now
And I am here in my body
Find a way to make me
Will these thoughts away

And I, I fight with all my will to revive
And the scars that line my soul remind me I?m still alive
And I open up my eyes
And find that I?m still alive

(Thanks to Bryan for these lyrics)