Distance – A Common Year – letras

We’re living in the airwavesAnd blocking out the staticDoing anything to make us nearerAnd so we begin to let goOf anything that tries to drawA line between where we find ourselvesWill we make it nowWhen the world comes crashing downAnd the sky is growing darkerI’ll be close to youWhen the walls come caving inAnd the distance makes this harderI’m standing on top of the highest hillWondering if the wind could carry me where I belongStaring silent at this mapWishing that the inches between citiesWere the distance between you and meWill we make it nowWhen the world comes crashing downAnd the sky is growing darkerI’ll be close to youWhen the walls come caving inAnd the distance makes this harder