Is something pushing me around?
If I look behind me, will a set of prints be found?
I was once a well-known creature in this town
Such a shame I can't wait for them to burn it down.

I just want to see
The forest for the trees
To know what's missing in me
Is the shimmer of the leaves

The deeper you're in, the higher the chance that you will drown
Oh the voices silence me amongst the crowd
I couldn't play along I was always too proud
In search of those to whom I'd honour and bow down

I just want to see
Where the river takes the stream
To know when I'm down on my knees
Something great flows through me

I just want to see
The sunlight pouring over me
When I have a growing need
To become what I need to be

Is there something left for me
Help to break out of the seed
For once.