From the recording The Roar of the Approaching Night
Lyrics
FAR AWAY FROM YOU
I’m like the midnight’s final hour
Forgotten as the sun begins its timeless climb
I’m like the last tick of a broken clock
Whose spring is rusted out and can no longer hear the beauty of its chime
I’m like a rainbow on the water
That doesn’t have a pot of gold that anyone can reach
I’m like a burned out ship left unremembered
Lying tangled on the sands of some long forgotten beach
And the golden rays of morning’s dawn
Seem so far from my view
And this is how I feel my love, when I’m far away from you
I’m like a war-whipped soldier face down in a field
Breathing through my blood but left for dead
I’m like a washed-out forty acres ready for the plow
But left to lie fallow instead
I’m like an old and dying sycamore
Waiting for the chainsaw’s cold and hungry blade
I’m like an old man living in his hundredth year
Praying for the day he’s laid with honor in his grave
And the golden rays of morning’s dawn
Seem so far from my view
And this is how I feel my love, when I’m far away from you
I’m like an Arctic morning waiting for the warmth
Of a summer day that hesitates to come
I’m like the heartbeat of a forest deer
Trapped within some headlights on a path it can no longer run
I’m like a blind man reaching for his lover’s sighs
But in his darkness cannot find his way beyond the door
I’m like a shipwrecked lover lost upon the sea
Ten thousand million miles from the comfort of your shore
And the golden rays of morning’s dawn
Seem so far from my view
And this is how I feel my love, when I’m far away from you
And the golden rays of morning’s dawn
Seem so far from my view
And this is how I feel my love, when I’m far away from you
When I’m far away from you…
When I’m far away from you...
When I’m far away from you…
When I’m far away from you...
©2005 Christopher Iverson Music/BMI
words and music: Christopher Iverson