What's Left of Me

I think of the days
I was thrilled by this road ahead
When the moment won over what was to come
Not afraid of the distance but
The distance afraid of me
Everytime I made it there I found nothing
The distance was gone

Now, I don't wanna fade
But I ain't gonna run
I'm resting my head on these stones
God, what have you done to you and me
I'm tired of scaring the future away
No road ahead, the fire is dead
Father don't you see in front of you
Is what the chase has left of me
If only they told me
What the kerbside was hiding away
Where the angels from high street
Didn't want to go and a heartbeat is forced
To resign to the glory of a commonplace
I am jaded

I don't wanna see what's becoming of me
Here's a bit! Then spare me this sight now
Cut it out I'm tired of the future myself

I don't wanna fade but I ain't gonna run
I'm resting my head on these stones
God, what have you done to you and me
I'm tired of scaring the future away
No road ahead, the fire is dead
Father don't you see
In front of you is what's left of me

God and glory torn to pieces
No no, it's just the spirit of the times
I'm drawn to a flame that won't release me
Release me!
And I see a thousand who wait in line

I don't wanna face what I ain't gonna stand
I'm resting my head on these stones
God, what have you done
Look at yourself! I'm tired of
Scaring the future away
The dark road ahead, the fire is dead
Father don't you see what you
Have made of me