I am so far from home
Wandering here all alone
Time has taken every tear
Now I am adrift among the years
Crest of the wave
As it is broken
The home of the brave
Rudely awoken
Traveler into the morning
Will you receive the calling?
True to your race
You hang up the receiver
Just stay in your place
Don't question the dеaler
Take up the wings of angеls
Reach out and turn the page
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 missing
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
"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
Yeah
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
Eh
I could be a diva if I knew
A live disaster but after peer review
I'll be coming back to you
Houses built on waterfalls cannot retain the measure
Some things that are beautiful won't hold you till you die
I'd rather trust the simple man
The single plan that looks you in the eye
Eh
I could be a diva if I knew
A live disaster but after peer review
I'll be comin' back to you
Hidden deep among us (among us, deep among us)
In covers of the wintertime (in covers of the wintertime)
Playing with the reasons (with the reasons, with the reasons) of who you are
Russian dolls (Russian dolls are)
Dissolving (are dissolving, in every layer) in every layer of the rhyme
Closer than the distance (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
In the sun
Islands in the sun
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
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
Now I have life beyond the years