Beyond the Years

I. Far From Home

I am so far from home

Wandering here all alone

Time has taken every tear

Now I am adrift among the years

II. The Far That's Always Near

Crest of the wave

As it is broken

The home of the brave

Rudely awoken

Traveler into the morning

Will you receieve 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 agеs

Reach out and turn the pages

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 missin'

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

III. Kings & Queens & Bitter Things

"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

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

I could be a diva if I knew

A live disaster but after peer review

I'll be comin' back to you

Houses built on waterfalls cannot retain the measure

Some things that are beautiful won't hold you 'til you die

I'd rather trust the simple man, the single plan that looks you in the eye

I could be a diva if I knew

A live disaster but after peer review

I'll be comin' back to you

IV. Islands In The Sun

Hidden deep among us in covers of the wintertime

Playing with the reasons of who you are

Russian dolls dissolving in every layer of the rhyme

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

Islands in the sun

V. Drifting Through The Years

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

VI. Watercolor Sky

(Instrumental)

VII. Worlds Away

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

And now I have life beyond the years