Blue Of Distance

There's history in walking

In trying in your own way to be free

The cold hit your eyes like dry ice

And you keep them open despite of everything

Heartless sidewalks and harsh wind

Walking past old haunt, as a habit of mind

Winter comes in like a gray wolf

And it gives away to spring like a bird on a wire

So i walk away backyards every other saturday

The wind shakes the bridge

But i always come out on the other side

I could jump, you could too

But that's something you would never do

So i walk away

Winter is never ending and spring won't come

Till you've hit rock bottom

This year come in like a tiger

And i have faith it will go out the same way

Some things are always far away

Some things will never ever change

Maybe i just haven't learned yet

But i still don't know what the right thing to do is

And all this time i thought that i got it right

Are we talking? are you running?

Are we not facing what's happening anyway?

So i walk away backyards every other saturday

The wind shakes the bridge

But i always come out on the other side

I could jump, you could too

But that's something you would never do

So i walk away

Some things are always far away

Some things will never ever change

Some things are always far away