Break of Day

The earth is large
 Large enough that you think you can hide from anything
 From fate, from God, from pain
 As long as you get far enough away
 So you run (run), run to the edge of the earth
 Where all is safe again, and just for a moment
 You think you managed to escape
 You could never be more wrong
 Sometimes when I look in the mirror
 I'm not sure it's me
 Looking back from the other side
 What if the nightmares give chase
 And they track me down
 Even after the break of day
 We think we are
 We are agents of our own destiny
 In charge of when we rise or fall
 Capable of determining our own fate
 Couldn't be, no we couldn't be more wrong
 'Cause you don't choose your destiny
 Your destiny, it chooses you
 You cannot escape your fate
 Sometimes when I look in the mirror
 I'm not sure it's me
 Looking back from the other side
 What if, the nightmares give chase
 And they track me down
 Even after the, the break of day
 First you show me
 You show me that I cannot be harmed
 By any weapon or blade they try to use on me
 Then you cut me, you cut me deeper than, than any
 You cut me deeper than any sword could have done
 Sometimes when I look in the mirror
 I'm not sure it's me
 Looking back from the other side
 What if the nightmares give chase
 And they track me down
 Even after the break of day
 I turn deep into my soul to find the strength to stand against my fears
 There's nothing imprisoned in the looking glass
 I learn to understand the silver only echoes what I think into it
 Don't need to wait for the break of day