So far away we wait for the day For the light source so wasted and gone We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days Through the fire and flames we carry on On a cold winter of morning In the time before the light In flames of death's eternal

Tell them they've had their day, it's someone else's tomorrow Have you ever been baptized in the cool winter water On a Sunday morning when the sky was gray? You filed out of the churchyard, so cold it was silver To gold, tan, and blue cars, and the cars

So far away we wait for the day For the light source so wasted and gone We feel the pain of a lifetime lost in a thousand days Through the fire and flames we carry on On a cold winter of morning In the time before the light In flames of death's eternal