From A Distance
i can see a thousand wills just bending in the night
and all the pretty faces painted grey to match the sky
from a distance seeing friends just washed up on the shore
a picture in my mind of whats to come before the storm
i can hear the voices lost in echoes as they build
new homes to hide the sadness that the search for more had killed
from a by road seeing friends just washed up on the shore
picture in my mind of whats to come before the storm
in time we dont belong in our own lifetime
i can feel an emptiness and see head held in shame
trapped inside a legacy of everyone to blame
in the distance see myself just washed up on the shore
a picture in my mind of what will come before the storm
we wont crawl and never show our faces
we ll stand firm and never show the traces
of the fear we knew but always could disguise
of this sinking feeling hid behind our eyes