Lyric discussion by McDoogle 

Firstly, I think this song is so well written and composed (even if I do not agree with the opinion that is expressed here)...almost like a lullaby. Which, come to think of it, might be a clue to the meaning.

If Eddie did write this to resemble something of what Chris thought then this song might "sing him to sleep"

I think this song is extremely sad.

On bended knee is no way to be free
lifting up an empty cup I ask silently that all my destinations will accept the one that's me so I can breath

[clearly the bended knee refers to religion - but if it is, then I do not know who he is asking in the next line? It looks like he's saying that religion and people or "society" rather should just let him be whi he is]

Circles they grow and they swallow people whole half their lives they say goodnight to wive's they'll never know got a mind full of questions and a teacher in my soul so it goes... [The circles might refer to the rat race or the rats (people) running in it. They are chasing something and losing everything else that is supposed to have some substance. He does not seem to understand this idea that people do that sacrifice what's real for something so fake. I think he thinks that he will figure it out and on some level his soul knows the answers his soul wil find his truth not the Truth(in which he does not believe). So it looks like he is an "everything's relative" kinda guy]

Don't come closer or I'll have to go Holding me like gravity are places that pull If ever there was someone to keep me at home It would be you...

[this might be his sister, but I think it's everyone that knows him as his old self...as Chris. Also it seems like he is looking to live life alone - he has got questions, but also has the answers in his soul!]

Everyone I come across in cages they bought they think of me and my wandering but I'm never what they thought got my indignation but I'm pure in all my thoughts I'm alive... [People (the rats) are happy in their cages, the american dream, and Chris confuses them, he was smart enough for a good career and to get a good cage... but he just left wandering - that is his indignation - running away, but Chris thinks he is running towards something]

Wind in my hair, I feel part of everywhere underneath my being is a road that disappeared late at night I hear the trees they're singing with the dead overhead...

Leave it to me as I find a way to be consider me a satelite for ever orbiting I knew all the rules but the rules did not know me guaranteed...

[he thinks that in nature he feels some fellowship with the animals and nature in general]

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