Circumstance

Long ago the grass was green

And the hills were capped with snow

But life wasn't better there

So I proposed, that you and me were meant for something more

Now tell me if you think I'm wasting time

On chasing some dolled up dream that will leave me jaded

Well, I'd trade my skin to be young again

And i'd bow out...

But I don't know what you want from me

Because You take it all

And I would give my eyes to

See you brood of vipers get whats coming to you

Now tell me if you think I'm wasting time

On chasing some dolled up dream that will leave me jaded

Well, I'd trade my skin to be young again

And I'd bow out graciously

But now the Good Lord's waiting

At the gates with affirmation of my demons

I would trade my skin for a little innocence

And I'd carve out my name with my bare hands

(...And the sun is shing on me again)