The Distance

I can feel the distance

The streets kept comin' and comin' and comin'

He sped through his tracks

And every scene he spied was all the same

But since he kept running, and running and running and never looked back,

He never realized how far he came.

And it didn't matter, that the latter part hadn't bothered him,

Rather, all the sadness that followed him

As if it was a ball and chain.

Cause along the way his posture had changed,

Fraught with his faults, and his anger,

Until he wouldn't respond when they called his name.

It was all part of the game,

What started as a play to get ends

Had left him with a breadth of debt and less friends

And, yet, he never questioned where the quest went

And when dissenters didn't deem him special

He did his best to impress them.

And this led to regrets then;

Still he was dead set on success,

And distress, he'd only express through a sent text

Addressed to anyone he hadn't met yet

The tires peeled on desire's wheels

Again he said, I can feel...

The distance

The more that he stepped, still

I can feel the distance.

The closer he'd get, still

I can feel the distance.

The more that he stepped, still

I can feel the distance.

The closer he'd get, still

The city had changed him.

As he reflected on the decade that passed,

His life, he reckoned at last, was a staged pun,

Where the fantasy masked where the grave was dug.

A double life revamped,

And the other side bites till it tastes blood.

So he drives to escape driving a stake through his great love

Incessantly trying to shine through the bars like a caged sun,

Dissecting a piece of this strange run

Over dirty southern acres

Working for crumbs in some underground dank club.

Where there's nothing but strained hugs

For mother and father and estranged son;

'Cause he can't recall when he became one.

Though the shame is heavy and weighs tons

He still finds a way to place the blame on what they've done

Visits they've stayed away from,

And perhaps it was that all along.

So he just carries on,

Now he can barely call,

'Cause the talks are rarely calm.

He wears his callouses like a tux to a daily prom,

Warily feeling 'forever young', until they play the song.

And his patient wife waits gracefully, while he breaks the dawn,

Racin' 'cross the states to raise the stakes and cost to pay it off

Debatin' cons of procreation on the hopes he'd trade it all

For basic honest home relations. How'd they know it'd take this long?

But he placed his honor in the way he crawled,

All that means is he hits the floor harder from farther up in case he falls

He's racing towards the exits,

So disconnected, he felt compelled to misdirect his perspective

I can feel the...

The distance

I can feel the distance

I can feel the distance

I can feel the distance

I can feel the distance

So far, so far away

And the more that I step, still

So far, so far away

The closer I get, still

So far, so far away from who I thought I'd be.

And I don't wanna turn around, oh no

To see that I'm all alone.

Just a pillar of salt and stone.

Just a pillar of salt and stone.