it becomes so clear to me the things we don't believe 
oh it stings us as we walk on by it changes everything
a dose of reality if you believe and receive it it will set you free 
so throw your rocks at my glass box as you hear the sound
of me hit the ground but it will take more than that 
to break me down so i'll decide what to do suffocate in life's residue
or will i breathe in the air now once again

you can't hear the sound i can't touch the ground 
it's like fluid when your spirit surrounds me 

it drives me to find the peace i've left behind 
even though i struggle through this troubled mind and it burns away the hate
i feel to day it's bigger than you and me so can i get a witness

you can't hear the sound i can't touch the ground 
it's like fluid when your spirit surrounds me 

it's coming around, 
coming around again..