Текст: The Classic Crime. Closer Than We Think.

What?s it gonna take for me?
On my hands and knees
While all the poets
Fill pages of loose leaf

I feel cheap and I feel empty
We will bathe in the sea of disbelief
But we will not go quickly
No we will not die so easily

And I knew that this would happen
It always does
And I couldn?t stop my reaction
So, I let it come, I let it come

I still hold the belief that we are free
That we don?t need the rules to see
That despite what we?ve done, we?re not alone
We?re closer than we think to home

It didn?t take me long to believe
That I could do anything
We turn the songs up loud so we can sing
I am true and I am living

We will walk through the valley
Of the shadow of the boring
And burn it all
No we will not go quietly

And I knew that this would happen
It always does
And I couldn?t stop my reaction
So, I let it come, I let it come

I still hold the belief that we are free
That we don?t need the rules to see
That despite what we?ve done, we?re not alone
We?re closer than we think

To home, to home, to home, to home
To home, to home, to home, to home

Across the water you call me
But I?m not listening as I sink down
Water fills my lungs as I begin to drown
I knew that this would

I still hold the belief that we are free
That we don?t need the rules to see
That despite what we?ve done, we?re not alone
We?re closer than we think to home