Between Minutes And Miles letra

i've learned these years in pulses an rhythms etched into
stone by leaving my heart in too many shells before really
settling into my own. take it away.
and now i'm going through motions but not moving on,
and i'm expecting irony to linger long after humour has gone..
and what's left to feel when time tells tall tales of what
may have could have never was.. solutions.. solutions
always few and far between, yet just ahead.. left for dead..
turned aside and abandoned to reality instead. and so we're
aimless caught behind and left without, its worse than
morbid and less than funny the way it's turned out

Hot Cross - Letras

• 4A:030401
• A Tale for the Ages
• A Voice Turned Vacant
• A Weekend Spent Askance
• Better a Corpse Than a Nun
• Between Minutes And Miles
• Blame The Truth
• Born On The Cusp
• Cardiac Silence
• Consonants
• Dissertation 14
• Existence
• Exits And Trails
• Fatefully
• Figure Eight
• Finance Fuels The Sickness At Heart
• Finger Redux
• Fire The Foundations
• Fortune Teller
• History Fell In The Heart Broke Open
• In Memory Of Morvern
• Kill The Name
• Lend Me Your Brain (I'm Building An Idiot)
• Patience And Prudence
• Prepare / Repair
• Pretty Picture Of A Broken Face
• Putting The Past Right
• Requiescat
• Scrape Wisdom
• Silence Is Failure
• Solanka
• Tacoma
• The Eye Is A Tricky Machine
• Throw Collars To The Wind
• Turncoat Revolution