Nothing shines bright like through the dirt on my knees

When I contract from the cold hard gravel with ease

Is there hope in the eyes I am eager to please

Are there no cracks in all the skin you see

I can feel your eyes looking down on me

Will I give you a look of delicacy

You can tell me I'm built from the coldest steel so I can bend like a bridge over raging seas

I can show you, you won't believe me

I was thinking of myself, when I was young

I was thinking of myself, when I was young

I can't find the words to speak, didn't you know what I was keeping

I can't find the time to sleep, didn't you hear that I was screaming

Come and ask me how I'm feeling

Come and see how well I'm healing

Never matter how much light is shed, as long I build a roof right over my head

It'll be bricks and mortar that will make my bed

In silence suffocate, when I can plug every hole with a sharpened bate

I think of each great man that has stood in my place

You can tell me I'm louder than you can hear, you can tell me I'm worth more than every tear

I can tell you, you won't believe me.