Lyrics Funeral For A Friend – The Distance
Text:
Days in motion
From the west coasts to the ocean
Mainline to the sunset
As we’re sitting in the van
Heading out to mainland
Age is nothing but a number
The difference in experience that we relate
The distance from where the
heart lies between the words and sometimes, it’s
A meaning to interpret and relate
A moment in explosions, like
looking out the window as we’re
passing by the places out of state
A conversation
Ending in frustration
I never saw the faces
Before it was too late
Indecision is better than compliance
Questioning the motives
Before it turns to hate
A second chance to get things right
Transition between the dark and the light
Coming home to the same things
Leaves me wanting more
Age is nothing but a number
The difference in experience that we relate
The distance from where the
heart lies between the words and sometimes, it’s
A meaning to interpret and relate
A moment in explosions, like
looking out the window as we’re
passing by the places out of state
A conversation
Ending in frustration
I never saw the faces
Before it was too late
Indecision is better than compliance
Questioning the motives
Before it turns to hate
A second chance to get things right
Transition between the dark and the light
Coming home to the same things
Leaves me wanting more