Some Things Must Go This Way
I'm waking up so fast
To see myself staring back at me
I laugh and ask about
What was this dream I had
What am I trying to hide
Lets hear the secret that you keep
I've been misunderstood
Until it all came to me it's out there
The state of blinded grace
It keeps us waiting at the door
Where is it the pantoms liberty
It's hiding all that we know
Were pushing back the time
To breathe it in with a staffled grin
I know I must admit
Some things must go this way
What am I trying to hide?
Let's hear the secret that you keep
I've been misunderstood
Until it all came to me
