I know my enemy and I can't forget his name, Distant memories of a man that just couldn't change, And though I've tried to set aside, I still carry them
Deep down in the depths of forgotten dreams So far away so long ago it seems The memory comes of a distant beach Pale sand stretching far from reach It
sit back and relax Enjoy the crash You're fading to black and you're gone Live young, die fast Die fast Tomorrow night This tragedy Will be filed under distant memory
they kneel And now provoked to greater anger by the distant royal hand It's old hatreds and young victims that have cursed poor Ireland Old hatreds and young
Hot summer night We lay in the tall grass 'Til the mornin' light If I had my way I'd never Get the urge to roam A young man serves his country And an
Like he was happy, that he found me Something was familiar about the feeling, when he wrapped his arms around me Listen something is coming back, I'm reminiscing A distant memory
radio dead air back when you were young you knew the words now they?re just a distant hum the sun was bright behind her the memory?s here somewhere
Now when you're young, death can make you aware of your mortality At times we feel invincible, lose sight of reality Until it takes a loved one, residing
[Lyrics: Marchosias] Wandering draped in smothered moonlight Distant memories consume my mind Amidst these blackened ancient woods The profound smell
feel so distant now Burning like the smallest spark I feel so faint tonight Like I'm hardly even there I feel much older now But I'm still too young
I feel so distant now Burning like the smallest spark I feel so faint tonight Like I'm hardly even there I feel much older now But I'm still too young
and you'll never feel the same again When you were young life seemed so free and you never had to worry But now it's all just a distant memory and you
I. IN THE VALLEY ------------------------------------------------------------- I am born I am me I am new I am free Look at me I am young Sight
(Tommy Shaw, James Young) The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time There'
the dusken sky, invoking urgent senses The breeze wafts fragrance of passion and winter forgotten Moving forward through rusted iron gates rediscovering distant lost memories
: I know my enemy and I can't forget his name, Distant memories of a man that just couldn't change, And though I've tried to set aside, I still carry
: (Tommy Shaw, James Young) The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time The lines are drawn in the sand across the caress of time There