Stavesacre

i guess they finally turned you
i heard it in your voice
with each you lose the choice...
seasons pass within that grasp
'cause after all of this
you're still alone
and after everything you're still on your own
and i know what they'll say -
you'll have to free yourself again
if not now, then when?
with all this talk of choosing
you'll find your way, you'll find your place
i choose to believe in you
i pray you'll find it soon
free yourself again...
if not now, then when?