Up From a Distance by Paris (FRA) Lyrics

I've been pushed, I've been shoved
I've been holding for so long
I've been hurt, I've been loved
Singing the same old song

And I know and I see
All these things in dreams
And a distant call from a distant land
Will bring me to my knees once again

Save all the voices
From the rain outside
Dissolve the guns
In your hide

Build some kind of home
In the fire again
Spread out your wings
Then burn in flames

Up from a distance
I look at you
The clothes you wear
The things you do
Up from a distance
I hear you speak
I feed on your words
For mine are cheap

Up from a distance
I count thе cracks
I hold the mirror
It's tainted black

Up from a distance
I starе at you
And through the surface
You stare at me too