From May To Now

After all this time

It starts to feel like years inside

It gets to be just like a day on avalanche

These words are a slow romance

I don't believe you would say

Anything to lead me astray

Three thousand miles from here

And nothing helps bring it near

I know you can't understand

My empty hands

I know it's times like these

These things just make you insane

I'm on the front porch with my bags packed

And where is my chariot?

I don't need golden wings

Just something that can make me free

Everything you say

It always adds another day

We are all soldiers with loaded guns

Ready for war