Have you ever seen a bad crash landing
I wonder what mine would be like
You'll find the fragments of my truth and peace
In the debris left behind, what would you find
I see myself and where I want to be
But there's just too much in-between
Cause there's a boy and a king and a fiend
And at war are all these three inside of me
Oh it pulls me apart
I'll shed a tear for the loss of innocence
But still I don't know how to grieve
In the tide are the ones who came and went
Others fall down on their knees before a beast
Oh it pulls me apart
And I'm skipping stones, I'm far from home
Looking in, I'm looking back I miss my heart of gold
The hunters cry the good has died
Little ones inside us all is what painted faces hide
Oh it pulls me apart
Have you ever seen a bad crash landing
I wonder what mine would be like