Here we stand
And at our backs a long way
As it goes
We tell ourselves a way again to make it home

Solice, what you came to see
Naked, no one to believe

Here we stand
And at our backs a long way
As it goes
We tell ourselves a way again to make it home

Fate is the will to choose the way
Faced with the paths they choose to take

Here we stand
And at our backs a long way
As it goes
We tell ourselves a way again to make it home

What's Behind

This is my body, these are my hands, this is my life, this is who I am.

What's Behind

Mike Burns