Absent and Lost

Visions of walking down
Wide open sunlit streets
Where it hangs in the air
A sense of impending
And costly defeat
I spent too long in exile
I don’t recognize home
It’s fading and on it’s way out
I know some holding out
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
Out of responsibility
Visions of walking down
Wide open sunlit streets
Where it hangs in the air
A sense of impending
And costly defeat
I spent too long in exile
I don’t recognize home
It’s fading and on it’s way out
I know some holding out
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
Out of responsibility
What a way
What a way to remember the absent lost
What a way
What a way to remember the absent lost
I know some holding out
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
(What a way, what a way to remember the absent lost)
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
(What a way, what a way to remember the absent lost)
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
(Wide open sunlit streets)
Out of responsibility
I know some holding out
(Where it hangs in the air)
Out of responsibility
(A sense of impending)