Go for a walk
Out of sight is out of mind
Said through a bleaker tongue
Guess it’s been a long night
Far away
Far and gone out of your life
That’s what I call changing my mind

I want it another way
But I can’t see the change on the horizon
Just the same old silhouettes

It’s mental rape
It’s thievery
It’s other crimes that grind my life away
and bruise my sullen sense of pride

I want it another way
But I can’t see the change on the horizon
All I see is chains on the horizon
And the same old silhouettes

I am so far away I can’t help but be late
And the lights that blind now just dimly shine
I can’t tell if I have eyes to read or eyes enough to see

I feast on my blood
I feast and I call it wine
Now my salvation is mine

I want it another way
I always want it some other way
But I can’t see the change on the horizon
Just the same old silhouettes