day break on the city streets from the corner of her eye pass the man who holds the box he'll try to get inside faces look back at me from their places on the wall above the girl who held the shiny looking glass she said all faces in here, have an undercoat of blue if you look real close with this glass of mine you can pick out every hue i took the glass from her hand and held it to the sky i took one glimpse, i slipped and fell into the other side CHORUS sometimes i can't see how far we've come sometimes i feel like me body's gone numb sometimes i can't see how far we've come but i step back, and i look again and my chains come undone back out on the sidewalk now crashing through the night feel first breath of air bringing in the sun on the bench ahead a man sat, playing national guitar i didn't recognize the tune but i dropped change in his jar the first notes to hit my ears didn't sound quite right but i let the sound wash over me and it got me through the night CHORUS (solo) step inside take a look at the tapestry untied sadly saw the details that occupy your mind can you see a picture that is coming into view the journey started long ago, now see the story through see, see, see how far we've come feel, feel, feel what has begun we can be, be, be headed towards the sun if we free ourselves from these chains
day break on the city streets from the corner of her eye pass the man who holds the box he'll try to get inside faces look back at me from their places on the wall above the girl who held the shiny looking glass she said all faces in here, have an undercoat of blue if you look real close with this glass of mine you can pick out every hue i took the glass from her hand and held it to the sky i took one glimpse, i slipped and fell into the other side CHORUS sometimes i can't see how far we've come sometimes i feel like me body's gone numb sometimes i can't see how far we've come but i step back, and i look again and my chains come undone back out on the sidewalk now crashing through the night feel first breath of air bringing in the sun on the bench ahead a man sat, playing national guitar i didn't recognize the tune but i dropped change in his jar the first notes to hit my ears didn't sound quite right but i let the sound wash over me and it got me through the night CHORUS (solo) step inside take a look at the tapestry untied sadly saw the details that occupy your mind can you see a picture that is coming into view the journey started long ago, now see the story through see, see, see how far we've come feel, feel, feel what has begun we can be, be, be headed towards the sun if we free ourselves from these chains
