Circumstance

Long ago the grass was green
 And the hills were capped with snow
 But life wasn't better there
 So I proposed, that you and me were meant for something more
 Now tell me if you think I'm wasting time
 On chasing some dolled up dream that will leave me jaded
 Well, I'd trade my skin to be young again
 And i'd bow out...
 But I don't know what you want from me
 Because You take it all
 And I would give my eyes to
 See you brood of vipers get whats coming to you
 Now tell me if you think I'm wasting time
 On chasing some dolled up dream that will leave me jaded
 Well, I'd trade my skin to be young again
 And I'd bow out graciously
 But now the Good Lord's waiting
 At the gates with affirmation of my demons
 I would trade my skin for a little innocence
 And I'd carve out my name with my bare hands
 (...And the sun is shing on me again)