when you find your castle on the hill

with the bars on the windows

will you burn the bridge behind you

will you ever come out and see the sun again

or will you hide

and now how long has it been

since you've seen the light

make your way on the stairs

to the top of your tower

stone cold floors

hardwood doors

lead you to your room of plastic flowers

they still look the same

drenched in water

it comforts you to think that they're alive

it could have been easier than this

if you threw it all away

what would you miss

it could have been too much of a chance to take

the silence in your head would have to break

your grip is slipping faster

looks like you'll have to face yourself after all

step outside the shadows of your cage

strangled truth

stolen youth

is written on every line of every page

it's your story

do you want it back

you have to decide if it is worth it

swim across the swamp to the other side

run until you're out of breath

and when you look back they'll be nothing left

but a memory fading quickly

it could have been easier than this

if you threw it all away

what would you miss

it could have been too much of a chance to take

the silence in your head would have to break

your grip is slipping faster

looks like you'll have to face yourself after all

it could have been easier than this

if you threw it all away

what would you miss

it could have been too much of a chance to take

the silence in your head would have to break

your grip is slipping faster

looks like you'll have to face yourself

after all