I am so far from home Wandering here all alone Time has taken every tear Now I am adrift among the years
II. The Far That's Always Near
Crest of the wave As it is broken The home of the brave Rudely awoken
Traveler into the morning Will you receieve the calling?
True to your race You hang up the receiver Just stay in your place Don't question the dealer
Take up the wings of ages Reach out and turn the pages
I will be here, your every tear Will not be lost inside your fear I'm worlds away, yet everyday I am the far that's always near
Sure as you're born A soldier of fortune Then tattered and torn So beautifully broken
Wanderer, won't you listen There is still something missin'
I will be here, your every tear Will not be lost inside your fear I'm worlds away, yet everyday I am the far that's always near
III. Kings & Queens & Bitter Things
"Better late than never" say the wisest sons and daughters "Better you than me" replies the solitary spy Kings and Queens and bitter things, they start to stream like a watercolor sky
Bringing up your bride to be, don't leave her at the altar Marry her and carry her to places undisguised Suddenly the two are three, placed underneath a watercolor sky
I could be a diva if I knew A live disaster but after peer review I'll be comin' back to you
Houses built on waterfalls cannot retain the measure Some things that are beautiful won't hold you 'til you die I'd rather trust the simple man, the single plan that looks you in the eye
I could be a diva if I knew A live disaster but after peer review I'll be comin' back to you
IV. Islands In The Sun
Hidden deep among us in covers of the wintertime Playing with the reasons of who you are Russian dolls dissolving in every layer of the rhyme Closer than the distance, the near that's far
Wake the depths quietly More of you, less of me Far beyond the thoughts that run More than just these islands in the sun Islands in the sun
V. Drifting Through The Years
Wanderer cold and stark, don't tip your hand Looking for something here in the sinking sand So many things you just can't say out loud A sieve sifting hopelessness inside the shroud
Letters of loneliness flow from your hand Seeds of sedition grow and no one understands Where is the blood that pushed into frontiers? And where is the love that used to hold all my tears? But now I am just drifting through the years
This is the way This is the way You've come all this way Time can not save you Your debt can't repay you So don't look away Until another day
VI. Watercolor Sky
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VII. Worlds Away
This is the way And you will recover Come find your place And rest on my shoulder
Traveler into the morning Rise and begin your falling
I will be here, your every tear Will not be lost inside your fear I'm worlds away, yet everyday I am the far that's always near
I will be here, your every tear Will not be lost inside your fear I'm worlds away, yet everyday I am the far that's always near
Hidden deep among us, in the depths of our subconscious Playing with the reasons of the who and what, we are the first and last The Russian dolls dissolving, every time the rhyme evolving Coming nearer to the far is where we are
I am so far from home But I am not alone God has taken all my tears And now I have life beyond the yearsTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
