Set in Stone Lyrics

Close my eyes to dream and

All that's there is the past again

No matter my state of mind

Place in time, it's my Vatican

Question my person, my purpose

Why is this happening

Analyze my past

Just so I can guess the end

Slippery slope with misery most

Many things to change

That these hands aren't meant to mold

My past I now look on is dead and cold

The foundation for my life to unfold

Set in stone

Around me were mountains that

Shaped a cradle that my young-self held

Would've doubted at the time that

A fable be made able for me to fit into a so-called meld

But as I ponder, over yonder, a sense of sonder

Comes upon where I have not delved

A life split into two, only happy in unison

Is something that I have not felt

Sharing time with two faces, an arrangement

Placate who they say, is amazing

Train to locations set away from

Great Lakes at a young age had made me

A solo pilot and ahead of the competition

Problem being there were no keys inside the ignition

Floating through air flying like it's my mission

Panicked as I shout covering up my vision

Close my eyes to dream and

All that's there is the past again

No matter my state of mind

Place in time, it's my Vatican

Question my person, my purpose

Why is this happening

Analyze my past

Just so I can guess the end

Slippery slope, with misery most

Many things to change

That these hands aren't meant to mold

My past I now look on is dead and cold

The foundation for my life to unfold

Set in stone

Started seeing from the outside, feeling in my mind

That something was different

Met new faces but was yet amazed that on my bestest days

I found something still missing

With a few moves and a multitude

Of new faces met along the way

I'd grow numb to the thought of having a connection

Lasting longer than a winters day

Sharing time with two faces, an arrangement

Placate who they say, is amazing

Train to locations set away from

Great Lakes at a young age had made me

A solo pilot and ahead of the competition

Problem being there were no keys inside the ignition

Floating through air flying like it's my mission

Panicked as I shout covering up my vision

Close my eyes to dream and

All that's there is the past again

No matter my state of mind

Place in time, it's my Vatican

Question my person, my purpose

Why is this happening

Analyze my past

Just so I can guess the end

Slippery slope with misery most

Many things to change

That these hands aren't meant to mold

My past I now look on is dead and cold

The foundation for my life to unfold

Set in stone

A shift in perspective, when my settings changed

Incubated in suit of hatred trying to mend the pain

Hopeless in my solitude, not wanting to bend but break

Denial of situations and mad against the outcome

Looking for some change only getting back no bread crumbs

Melancholy wave where I finally succumb

Welcoming the water but it's time to over come

When the actions of the past lay dormant and wilting

Been ignored cuz of guilt, embarrassment, and nor-willing

To face the music that behind and cordially

Accept what has happened is building and forming me

Next is the step of learning what's best to know

Utilizing lessons and messages yet unknown

Past I know look on is dead and cold

The foundation for my life to unfold

Set in stone