Chris Koza - A Marble in a Wooden Maze

Take me back to an innocent time
Raw and reckless; unrefined
With no idea of what tomorrow might find
Broken mirrors see things clearer
Even in the times it all went wrong
Playing out like some unknown and familiar song
Take me now through every wrong turn
The low-down times that I did earn
Wash my face in the blood, tears, and sweat -
The misery I can't forget
Then take me back to an innocent time
Where everything is clear and bright
Take me back - just this one time
Let what comes next be anybody's guess
Even in the times it all went wrong
Playing out like some unknown and familiar song
Rolling on through the days
A marble in a wooden maze
Waiting for a level head and a steady hand
To guide on through to the end
Broken mirrors see things clearer
Broken mirrors see things clearer
Playing out like some unknown and familiar song