The Distance - Funeral For A Friend

Days in motion

From the west coasts to the ocean

Mainline to the sunset

As we’re sitting in the van

We’re heading out to mainland

Age is nothing but a number

The difference in experience that we relate

Well the distance from where the heart lies

Between the words and sometimes

It’s a meaning to interpret and relate

And 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

Well the distance from where the heart lies

Between the words and sometimes

It’s a meaning to interpret and relate

And a moment in explosions, like looking out the window

As we’re passing by the places out of state

A seconds chance to get things right

Transition between the dark and the light

Coming home to the same things

Leaves me wanting more

Well the distance from where the heart lies

Between the words and sometimes

It’s a meaning to interpret and relate

And a moment in explosions, like looking out the window

As we’re passing by the places out of state