I listen to myself sometimes
and recall the things I've done
These memories, they plague me now
I struggle with my actions, these memories
Have I harmed anyone? But I'm supposed to know
Haunted by the memories, haunted by the pain
Guilt is such a wasteful use of my mind
Haunted by the words, by the person I betrayed
I can't believe that I was so callous that day
It withers me, my memory churns
The past it looms, still it burns
like skeletons alive and well
in the closet, ringing the bell
Now if I can learn from things I want to forget,
I might rid myself of the acts that I regret
To hold on to the things I'm lucky to have
Given what I've done, that could've been the thing
that brought it all crashing down...
crashing down on me!
I will soon forget all that I remember,
if only to grasp a thought
of one of my better days
Triumphant I sing to all who will listen
They said I'd be the one
who wouldn't make the grade
Well, look at me now: not how I used to be
I can look ahead...or can I?