So many times, jumping in the wrong way Thinking I could fly The big enterprise, filling up your poses That maybe you should try So many times I've seen them walking away Looking for a better life The hardest times are when there's nothing to say I know If you blow it, if you become again The tiny snowman of that fairy tale I can see your twisted soul on the ground When I'm pieces, I know We'll be back, to where we started So many times, swallowed by a deep rage Stepping me aside There's no surprise if we're drowning in a blank page Even if I'm dry If you blow it, if you become again The tiny snowman of that fairy tale I can see your twisted soul on the ground When I'm pieces, I know We'll be back, to where we started