Christopher Amott From Here To There
Everyday I seek and find
To still this doubt in my mind
Every night I sit and look
Think about the time it took
To get from here to there
Oh
If only I could get it back
Thought I was on the right track
Like a sailor who never knows
Which way the wind blows
Or how to get from here to there
Yeah
Need something to hang on to
Not the kind that makes you blue
Keep on praying for my soul
But I hear the devil shuffling coal
When truth comes
Tumbling down the stairs
You end up with sad affairs
That lead from here to there
Everyday I seek and find
To still this doubt in my mind
Don't you try and understand
I'm like the shifting sands
That move from here to there
