Tearing Away -

Here’s my chance to think up

All the things I wanna say

All the things that make me feel that I’m afraid

The clock is turning backwards

As my mind has gone astray

And the world before me simply peels away

Like a poor and broken child

I’m here among the wild

Thorns that cut me deep when I breathe in

I’m tearing away, from all of the pain

From all of the things that make me feel that I can’t dream

I’m tearing away, from all of the pain

From all of the things that make me feel that I can’t…

Here’s my chance to think up

All the things I wanna say

All the things that make me feel that I’m afraid

The clock is turning backwards

As my mind has gone astray

And the world before me simply peels away

Like a poor and broken child

I’m here among the wild

Thorns that cut me deep when I breathe in

I’m tearing away, from all of the pain

From all of the things that make me feel that I can’t dream

I’m tearing away, from all of the pain

From all of the things that make me feel that I can’t dream

I’m tearing away

I’m tearing away