Formal duction to a man with demands Shook him in ways that ruined all his plans It's just simple self-destruction was the mark on his map He carried it for years tucked inside an empty heart Until a crack in his rib let in the light again Rent (?) of your perspective, like it or not "This is who I am, this is not what I want," This is what he thought. He's looking out his window as the world twists like arms Have we all lost our minds, when will it stop, The hammer's gonna drop In the time i takes for the light to change Life could come crashing down some way Where every thought that you held up is true Is shaking loose, broken through, until you're lost and confused And no use Equal parts intention with a partial pinch of chance She crossed his path, pressed her cheeks to his hands and said, "Simple sum equation, like math made from man. It defines where we were, but not where we land." So subtract the ones that are causing you pain And watch your fear wash away." Saddening set of subjects are not set in stone Despite what you've done, you always have a choice To tighten up your course A little like the songbird who misplaced her voice She looked everywhere she knew, except inside her own tiny throat In the time it takes to throw in the towel Your life can be washed clean of those thoughts And if every thought used for some self-abuse Is shaken loose, you're breaking through, you're here, you're alive And renewed.