5000 Miles
TzarBombah
The shades are spinning the illusion
Misconceptual lies will form the confusion
Two calls across the line [?]
The sun's setting, in another world the moon's rising
I wish I could stand on on both sides of the moon
[?] pushed my hand
I cannot seem to [?]
Made for God's hands
With dark there is no light make both [?]
No promise that tonight ill leave the sun until [?]
5,000 miles away, I cannot even appreciate what
Boredom has done for me, the moon has gone so still again
I wish I could stand on on both sides of the moon
[?] pushed my hand
I cannot seem to [?]
Made for God's hands
