From a distance
I can see you descend
Like golden grains of sand
A weeping sun is descending
And the moon now ascending here
In these cold winterlands
I' ve been strolling through the pouring rain
In search of better days
I`ve been strolling down the darkest of lanes
Just to find it`s all in vain
The sundown gives birth to another night
As the moon comes crawling across the sky
My soul feels cold and my heart is tired
I`m burning inside, can`t stop the flames, the fire
From a distance
I can see you pretend
That your life's on the mend
A thousand riverines weeping
And a silvermoon sweeping swift
Across forsaken lands
Artist: Too $hort
Artist: The Wonder Years
Artist: Neil Young