From May to Now

After all this time It starts to feel like years inside It gets to be just like a day on avalanche These words are a slow romance I don't believe you would say Anything to lead me astray Three thousand miles from here And nothing helps bring it near I know you can't understand My empty hands I know it's times like these These things just make you insane I'm on the front porch with my bags packed And where is my chariot? I don't need golden wings Just something that can make me free Everything you say It always adds another day We are all soldiers with loaded guns Ready for war --- From May To Now - Glass Cloud