Song Length |
3:38 |
Genre |
Folk - Alternative |
Tempo |
Floating |
Lead Vocal |
Female Vocal |
Lyrics
Eight airplanes later, I?m headed back to the trap
It?s only so long before it pulls me back
A hot afternoon in Bankok, and bombs in Mindanao,
There?s a big, big world around me I?m gonna get to it, somehow
Chorus
There is a perfect distance
There is a perfect distance
You can turn a blind eye to sadness, and other people?s ills
Look the other way when faced with these bitter daily pills
There?s a truth I know is out there, and the rest will catch up soon
When the alley?s filled with families, living seven to a room
There is a perfect distance
There is a perfect distance
Eight airplanes later, but no further in miles
All my new beginnings, were just dead-ends in disguise
So I?m going nowhere slowly, but I?m working on my time
Having seen enough of the crime
There is a perfect distance
There is a perfect distance