Letra de Heritage

When I was young and safe inside
I couldn't see the house for the walls
The roof you had built had sheltered me
And I could only see it for its faults
Now it's caved in and I see outside
Perspective is a funny thing
Cause now I can see you were the victim then
I could only see one string but the whole thing was unraveling
I watched the hairs turn to gray and they grow
So thin as if to hide from thoughts that find their way under the skin. Just like the worms of the earth who dig to toil and spin
Trapped underneath until growth can begin