Half-State

We were close, but we never made it home We could see what we had and we let it go Now it's miles away and cast in stone Now we're miles away and casting stones There's a fire, there's a fire on the road It's a cruel world that lets us go It's a place we can never call our own It's a falling wind that calls our souls It's a cruel world that lets us go It's a cruel world that lets us go It's a fool alone that carries gold He'll find his own when he finds alone Now it's miles away and cast in stone Now he's miles away and casting stones There's a fire, there's a fire on the road It's a cruel world that lets us go It's a place we can never call our own It's a falling wind that calls our souls It's a cruel world that lets us go It's a cruel world that lets us go So where are they now to let us know? So where are they now to let us know? So where are they now to let me know? Falling through what's left of the fractions I'm gonna catch them, I'm gonna catch them Never let go Waking up the silence passing I'm gonna catch them, I'm gonna catch them Never let go Holding on to something you can't lose I'm gonna catch them, I'm gonna catch them Never let go Waiting for a sign of passion I'm gonna catch them, I'm gonna catch them Never let go Where are they now? Where are they now? Where are they now? Where are they now?