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 common place
 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
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 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