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