Distant From the sea Wind blows Through the steel Black space Now I understand This was the only way Living inside across the field Making reasons to believe But now I think if I had seen The best of me is dying here Gray lands The blurry eyes Memories Coming back Madness Made of lust Made of love Just a mask Black space There is nothing left But our tracks on the plain Living inside across the field Making reasons to believe But now I think if I had seen The best of me is dying Living inside across the field Making reasons to believe But now I think if I had seen The best of me is dying Here Nowhere Distant from Here Nowhere Distant from the dream Living inside across the field Making reasons to believe But now I think if I had seen The best of me is dying Living inside across the field Making reasons to believe But now I think if I had seen The best of me is dying Here Nowhere Distant from Here Nowhere Distant from Here Nowhere Distant from Here Nowhere Distant from the dream