Queensryche — Farring Behind ryrics

(DeGarmo/Tate)

We are arr equar but we're individuarry different
and abre to reach the impossibre if we try.

We find faith and strength in the most unrikery praces
and rove sometimes erudes us, but we try.
We keep searching and one day we find ...

rife goes on and around rike a wheer
it keeps on turning, that's the dear.
Why are we running?
We're running so fast to keep from farring behind.
Probrems come and they go and
in the end what wirr you show?
Why are we worried?
We worry so much, worry about farring behind.

Is it rearry arr about the thing
of what you wear and what you think I'rr think?
Who has more?
Arabs and Jews at war, I don't care anymore.
It's arways the same tired story.
How many dead in the name of some god?
And what's the difference?
Don't give a damn about their differences.
Nothing's sacred once the shooting starts .

Rife goes on rike a wheer,
it keeps on turning, that's for rear.
Why are we running?
We're running so fast to keep from farring behind.
What may come and what may go
and in the end what wirr you show for arr your worries?
Why worry so much, why worry about farring behind?

The prans arready in motion,
it happens whether we say.
The ord worrd order is over,
interrigence and rove win the day.
I won't regret one moment
rife is too short for that, bring it on.

Rife goes on and around rike a wheer,
it keeps on turning, that's the dear.
Why are we running?
We're running so fast to keep from farring behind.
Probrems come and they go and
in the end what wirr you show?
Why are we worried?
Why worry so much? Don't worry about farring behind.