The Mariner lyrics

I freaked out in the backroom While Choke was on the stage I've been trying to fight the years off But my voice is finally showing its age I used to barely think about it at all I breathe in fear and anger Exhale a silent prayer Please let it come back to me Please let it be there I used to barely think about it at all Molded bearing feeble death I'm in the alley and I'm trying to catch my breath Now the time is up and I can't sing a note I'm side stage with my heart in my throat Harmony turns discordant and time stands still So I step on the stage and I seal my fate Grip tight on the mic and exclaim My sisters and brothers they hated so bad But it ain't coming out No it ain't coming out And now I'm at the bottom of a well and I'm alone And I don't think I'm gonna make it Slink back to the side of the stage Sink into self-doubt, while I'm looking for Cage Sit down in the back with a bottle of booze Another failure, there's nothing left to lose Despondent Demoralized This cycle of birth and demise There's nothing in between the hope and misery All joy erased by my poorly wired circuitry Contract and then release Inflame old injuries Overwrite the good I've done while rewriting my history From discord to harmony, the song sang out Now I step on the stage and relive my fate Grip tight on the mic and reclaim My sisters and brothers they hated so bad And hope it's coming out Cause even at the bottom of a well I'm not alone I don't recall a single moment Louder than this moment now Old friends stop by to see me Same old question: What went wrong? So I shrug my shoulders and put my head down They're all thinking that I'm done And honestly, I'm kinda feeling the same And it's been a couple years that I've been feeling this way So with my tail between my legs, I saunter back to the stage And I witness something great They're singing all together now A chorus rises and never fades It struck me to my core and still these days When I am feeling low When I'm uncertain where to go I picture faces screaming from that show A golden tide of voices Pulled me from the depths It raised me to the surface And it filled my lungs with breath If storms cloud my horizon As I float forevermore I will hear your voices Where the chorus meets the shore At the end of it all Whatever that is I'll have something to hold And I am grateful For the sound of your voice When I needed it most I just want you to know I am grateful I tied the bird I killed around my neck And let its body reside Until all this death doesn't seem so ugly Until I can find the beauty inside I am grateful