I'm not as crazy as I used to be
Some of my devils upped and left me free
To find a quiet space
I'm not as out of place
I'm not as lonely as I was before
I don't go in
Unless there's an open door to leave by
I'm starting to believe
My own existence has a right to be
And I'm coming home again
It's been too long a time
Getting back what's mine
And I can't remember why I went away
But it's looking now like maybe I can stay
The poets cried for dreams they never saw
The only certainty is nothing's sure
And most things stay the same
Or go back where they came
And though my answers still are undefined
By taking chances
I can start to find some reasons
Something to believe in
I can make it through, I can make it through
