I think I've known for sometime now That a twisted mind is capable of beautiful things That maybe in the midst of towering into the tip of a tourniquet And barreling into the Barricade of a broken bottle I found peace in the idea that you would never be Who I wanted you to be That you were not me We was everything we ever needed to be After all we're all just breathing replicas of one another Just look closely cause it's written in the seams Just look closely cause I might be in between I'm not water so don't walk all over me They feeling holy so they all head to sea There comes a time in every person's life That you must decide who it is that you would really like to be And maybe it'll hurt and you'll be beat and you'll be broken But in between the tragedy there is something revelatory waiting to be seen Something refreshing to drink Something thoughtful to think Something meaningful to speak Someone I would truly love to be