(mark mancina) Miles away The light in the distance looks miles away Tired of resistance and turned away Going back to the holy land Last night your anger was born again Carry the torch in your heart And your anger on the vine Still buried in your pride And when the morning sighs And when the rains fall dry Scarring the mountainside They burn the bridges down And when the laughter dies Can't you see beyond the lines Waving the last goodbye Gonna burn these bridges down Home again Marching in circleswe're home again Carry the torch in your heart And your anger on the vine Still buried in your pride And when the morning sighs And when the rains fall dry Scarring the mountainside They burn the bridges down And when the laughter dies Can't you see beyond the lines Waving the last goodbye Gonna burn these bridges down