In a Maze Made of Glass

"My Faith didn't allow me to wait for Chance, and Chance didn't give me enough Faith" "And then I read that private life is a stage, only I'm playing in many parts that are smaller than me" "And yet I still play them, I suffer, I believe, I am" "But at the same time I know there's the third possibility, like cancer, or madness" "But cancer or madness contort reality; the possibility I'm talking about pierces reality" More to life than to feel successful Mortified I can't steer the echoes Storm inside yet appears so mellow Thorn in side never near the petals Can you hear the bellows That tell us we're just below? And the tears that fell off As the fears developed I plucked my heart strings To pierce with cellos Know that Hell is near So I don't hear the hellos Facts, let it fade into black Let's try to find a place where the rain isn't acid Take the flame in my hand I've survived much worse we were trained to adapt Trapped in a maze made of glass Used to feel alone maiden made it a match Fish hook smiles always came with a catch In the name of our love blood aged in a casque Yea, from the cradle to casket Can't fix these fatal attractions Oh wells changed to a labyrinth I don't know how but I'll savor the magic Act like I came from the fabric Like my dad wasn't made from the granite Like my mom didn't wade through Alaskan Snow alone my strength came from their actions "You're looking at me as if to tell me that I need you to fill me up, as if I am an empty space." "Well, I love you too, but what makes me go on is to know he'll return, and I'll make him suffer, and..." "And I'll hurt him, and... I'm betraying him, but... this brings me small rewards" "Well... but yet, I can't exist by myself because I'm afraid of myself." "Because I'm the maker of my own evil." "Because... Because I'm..."