| Song | Far Away from Heaven |
| Artist | Abydos |
| Album | Little Boy's Heavy Metal Shadow Opera About The Inhabitants Of His Diary |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| I'm still searching | |
| Can 't define my religion | |
| On a Sunday , April the 21st | |
| I will understand that I've waited too long | |
| All these little things | |
| I try to tell you in a song | |
| In Paris we can't meet for the show | |
| And my birthday present you will never know | |
| Sometimes it's hard to explain | |
| These words for the end of the lane | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I'm standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears while you sleep | |
| When your brother died 37 days ago | |
| I felt he took a part of you | |
| You where so afraid then to leave him alone | |
| In dreams he can reach for your hand | |
| You followed the way to the end | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I'm standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears | |
| I'm so alone | |
| In this beautiful mind | |
| So anodyne | |
| These tears in my eyes | |
| Initial greatness | |
| And the spirit is gone | |
| Replaced by the burden | |
| Of a quite contrived version of what we call life | |
| …but we have to carry on | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I'm standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, dry my tears dry my tears | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I'm standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, while you sleep |
| I' m still searching | |
| Can ' t define my religion | |
| On a Sunday , April the 21st | |
| I will understand that I' ve waited too long | |
| All these little things | |
| I try to tell you in a song | |
| In Paris we can' t meet for the show | |
| And my birthday present you will never know | |
| Sometimes it' s hard to explain | |
| These words for the end of the lane | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears while you sleep | |
| When your brother died 37 days ago | |
| I felt he took a part of you | |
| You where so afraid then to leave him alone | |
| In dreams he can reach for your hand | |
| You followed the way to the end | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears | |
| I' m so alone | |
| In this beautiful mind | |
| So anodyne | |
| These tears in my eyes | |
| Initial greatness | |
| And the spirit is gone | |
| Replaced by the burden | |
| Of a quite contrived version of what we call life | |
| but we have to carry on | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, dry my tears dry my tears | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, while you sleep |
| I' m still searching | |
| Can ' t define my religion | |
| On a Sunday , April the 21st | |
| I will understand that I' ve waited too long | |
| All these little things | |
| I try to tell you in a song | |
| In Paris we can' t meet for the show | |
| And my birthday present you will never know | |
| Sometimes it' s hard to explain | |
| These words for the end of the lane | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears while you sleep | |
| When your brother died 37 days ago | |
| I felt he took a part of you | |
| You where so afraid then to leave him alone | |
| In dreams he can reach for your hand | |
| You followed the way to the end | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears | |
| I' m so alone | |
| In this beautiful mind | |
| So anodyne | |
| These tears in my eyes | |
| Initial greatness | |
| And the spirit is gone | |
| Replaced by the burden | |
| Of a quite contrived version of what we call life | |
| but we have to carry on | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, dry my tears dry my tears | |
| So far away from heaven | |
| I' m standing here so far away | |
| you found the island to escape beside a tree | |
| dry my tears, while you sleep |