Because

Lost within a morning
Walking through the cold

Lost within a thought
Never doing what I’m told

Talking to myself
Shaking off the mold

Praying to the city
Cause god’s gotten old

Hoping for an answer
Hoping not to fold

I’m drowning in perdition
I need a hand to hold

Because

I’ve become a tree
In a world full of stones

I’ve become silence
In a world full of songs

A preacher
In a world full of wrongs

Something still talking
When everything’s a song

And people asking
What the hell’s gone wrong


Brothers and sisters
dissapeared all gone

Just bums and drifters
With nowhere left to run

Old bars and blisters
Who hid me from the sun

Misses and misters
Your judgement weighs a ton

Kisses and kissers
Whisky and some fun

And people asking
What the hell’s gone wrong


Because

I’ve become a tree
In a world full of stones

I’ve become silence
In a world full of songs

A preacher
In a world full of wrongs

Something still talking
When everything’s a song

And people asking
Son what the hell went wrong

Mother forgive me
Daddy please beware

I’ve become a pawn
In the devil’s affair

Forgot about dawn
In my woman’s stare

I’ve become a pilot
Who can’t fly anywhere

Cause I’ve become a Man
In a world full of drones

I’ve become violence
In a world full of moans

A feature
In a world full of knowns

I reap the seed
Of exactly what I sown

And always people ask me
What the hell went wrong