Text: Postmark Twain. Timing Is Everything. Five Feet Ahead.

You know this winter's cold
'Cause you can see your own breath
And it's haunting
Makes the hair stand up on your neck.
Like you're walking with a ghost
Down a dark and lonely road
For the first time
Send a shiver straight down your spine.
And with each step
The fog is growing thicker
Covering
The path you lead and all the space between.

So far away
I can't see
What's in front of me
Or where I've been led.
Five feet ahead
With five steps to take
So close to home
But so far away.

I fear the break of night
'Cause the sun just seems to die
Too quickly,
As shadows scatter from the city.
Like they're running from the sight
Of the flickering streetlight
Covering me.
Just covering
The path you lead and all the space between

So far away
I can't see
What's in front of me
Or where I've been led.
Five feet ahead
With five steps to take
So close to home
But so far away.

It's not good enough,
Never thought you could save me.
Face down in the street,
Now you think you can change me.
Been running away for so long
You could blame me
For everything that got in the way

(Repeat Chorus)