Statued

[Guillory, LaBrie]
 I sit and read your story
 Mortal image statued
 Delusions of one's glory
 Irony masked in virtue
 When mom she told me
 "I'm not going to live forever"
 She gave this manuscript to me
 "To read when I am gone"
 Tell me what it's like to be
 Where you are, I wanna be
 The invitation
 To this sensation
 As I read the last few lines
 I slowly start to realize
 You have opened up my mind
 This is completely beautiful
 And now it all makes sense
 These words I wish she spoke to me
 It was right in front of me
 I feel her next to me
 Tell me what it's like to be
 Where you are, I wanna be
 The invitation
 To this sensation
 I need to break away
 Need to break through
 Throw it all away
 Show me how to
 I adore you
 I won't forget you
 I adore you
 You helped me break through
 I adore you
 You held onto me
 I adore you
 I feel you
 Tell me what it's like to be
 Where you are, I wanna be
 I'm tired of feeling out of place
 Too many roles I imitate
 Tell me what it's like to be
 Where you are, I wanna be
 The invitation
 To this sensation