pain Numb yourself enough to sustain All this death in the name of progress Those simple times when we knew peace slip through the cracks as distant memories
the weight of a troubled world Its hard to forget the pain that you still hold forgotten roads, leads to where the years they left behind. memories of a distant
in a huddle straight up pissin in a puddle keeping bitches out of bubble. Fell the rhythm of the struggle the vision isn?t sutdle but livin in the bubble keeps you distant
dark I feel so distant now Burning like the smallest spark I feel so faint tonight Like I'm hardly even there I feel much older now But I'm still too young
feel so distant now Burning like the smallest spark I feel so faint tonight Like I'm hardly even there I feel much older now But I'm still too young
Hot summer night We lay in the tall grass 'Til the mornin' light If I had my way I'd never Get the urge to roam A young man serves his country And an
Now when you're young, death can make you aware of your mortality At times we feel invincible, lose sight of reality Until it takes a loved one, residing
kneel And now provoked to greater anger by the distant royal hand It's old hatreds and young victims that have cursed poor Ireland Old hatreds and young
(Tommy Shaw, James Young) The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time There
Bring it on back to the young days when things wasn't so hard Playin kickball in the school yard The year before kindergarten when memories started at
the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and winter forgotten Moving forward through rusted iron gates rediscovering distant lost memories
wildwood where young lovers go Sparks flashing in the night, true colors show If I had my way I'd never get the urge to roam But a young man serves his
I know my enemy And I can't forget his name Distant memories of a man That just couldn't change And though I've tried to set aside I still carry them
Now when your young death can make you aware of your mortality, Yet times we feel invicible, lose site of reality, until it takes a loved one residing
girl is gone, the girl is gone Memories are still so strong The clock ticks, the girl is gone I used to think even though we were young Somehow we'd
