what's left of me

i think of the days

i was thrilled by this road ahead

when the moment won over what was to come

not afraid of the distance but the distance afraid of me

everytime i made it there i found nothing

the distance was gone

now

i don't wanna fade

but i ain't gonna run

i'm resting my head on these stones

god

what have you done to you and me

i'm tired of scaring the future away

no road ahead

the fire is dead

father don't you see in front of you

is what the chase has left of me

if only they told me

what the kerbside was hiding away

where the angels from high street didn't want to go

and a heartbeat is forced

to resign to the glory of a commonplace

i am jaded

i don't wanna see what's becoming of me

here's a bit! then spare me this sight now. cut it out i'm tired of the future myself

i don't wanna fade but i ain't gonna run

i'm resting my head on these stones

god

what have you done to you and me

i'm tired of scaring the future away

no road ahead

the fire is dead

father don't you see

in front of you is what's left of me

god and glory torn to pieces

no no

it's just the spirit of the times

i'm drawn to a flame that won't release me

release me!

and i see a thousand who wait in line

i don't wanna face what i ain't gonna stand

i'm resting my head on these stones

god

what have you done

look at yourself! i'm tired of scaring the future away

the dark road ahead

the fire is dead

father don't you see what you have made of me