I thought it was a disease,
The way it had it's hold on me
But I was the one who was sick you see
I wanted to run, this time only physically
I let my mind rest, and suddenly it hit me

I was the rock kissing the dirt on the ground
Waiting to be forgotten or kicked around
So I asked for help and help was found

No longer waiting to be picked from the crowd
Standing my ground on the other side of town
I took a step back and came back wondering how

How did I waste, so many nights?
Looking for the answer, I was trying to hide
Reminding myself, I had to remember it right

When I asked for an angel, she sent me a few,
Gave me the tools, and a new book or two
Told me to read, and to write it all down,
Told me not to worry about the weight of the crown

She some how managed to show me,
I couldn't even stay in count
And the greatest gift I'd ever gotten,
Was learning how to slow it all down
Listening to the rhythm
A simple monotonous beat
A rather tedious feat
If you do ask me...

... I realized how much potential, waited in those keys...

The lessons were simple,
But simply never stated
But even in the afterlife,
She is trying to relay it

How thankful I am for the gift of her hand
Patiently teaching patience to me

So sing with me, just one more song,
The way no body's ever heard before...
Sing with me, and they'll come along,
Leaving worries not anywhere close to my door

Sing to me, until I fall asleep,
About those wooden ships, and lucid dreams
Sing to me, until I fall asleep, til my ears bleed and I begin to weep
Sing to me, until I no longer breathe and we make them see
living in song is all we can be

So sing that simple song to me..