Distances

Been where the edges meet the sand

travelled beyond where they all turned around

turning back wouldn't make the world take any steps back

but perhaps if someone makes it far enough 

something might change the way we all seem to wish

things were different, somehow

Anytime and anyplace,

softly spoken days and those never-ending nights

where we sit around fire watching the light

and tell our stories of how we once were

and how we came to be where we was

and how we hope things turn out

later on down the road

And there's a wind above the clouds

turning the new leaves around

for those searching their answers still 

for those who still wants to try

it's always bleakest before the dawn

but there's still hope around to be found

the wind sings to the world

high above it sings for a sleeping world

or at least,  so I have heard

.. at least,  so I have heard.