Distant lands

As she takes her last breath
She looks in your eyes
You hold back the tears
You hold back the lies
You've wasted your life, counting the days
You're losing your love, in every single way
Take a minute to think back
To the way it used to be
Not a care in the world
We were kids on LSD
we spend our free time
Escaping the truth
In that mellow haze
The misguided youth
We're not sixties generation
We're thirty years on
History always repeats itself
Like the rising sun
As I get older the more distant I've become
I spend my days in exile
because they've got me on the run
Like a haggard ghost ship
Alone I set sail
Heading for a better life
The postcards in the mail
Across stormy waters
Towards the setting sun
I head for a distant land
With hope on the horizon