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)