Standard (EADGBE)
Let him come into the city
Let him find his lucky penny
Let him put it in his pocket
And shake it all around
I´ve been to pretty buildings, all in search for you
I have lit all the candles, sat in all the pews
The desert had been done before, but I didn´t even care
I got sand in both my shoes and scorpions in my hair, I saw that
Oh the distance is not doable
In these bodies of clay my brother
Oh the distance, it makes me uncomfortable
Guess it´s natural to feel this way
Oh, let´s hold out for somethin´ sweeter
Spread your wings and fly
My car became the church and I
The worshipper of silence there
In a moment peace came over me
And the one who was breatin´ my heart appeared and
Oh the distance...
Oh, are we locked into these bodies?
Lets hold out for somethin´ sweeter
Spread your wings and fly
Oh, are we locked into these bodies?
Are we anything at all?
Let´s hold on for somethin´ sweeter
Spread your wings and fly
This distance is dreamin´
We´re already there tonight
Let him come... (Repeat 'till fadeout)