From the album "Away" 1998

Lyrics: Pete Klimecky
Music: Chris Klimecky, Bryan Robb, Tom Sharpe

A damp fog lifting just above the ground
Memories encased in photo flashes
Daydreams pass in dots and dashes
A lone figure emerges
Solitary
A past viewed at the edge
Searching out all I can find
From the outpost of my mind

There I see things no other way
And hear the things no words can say
Is that even the right feeling?
Is that what has me believing?

Do you think you can find me
When I'm out here on my own?
Just another endless chase
In my favorite race
You're searching everywhere
When I'm waiting right here for you

A lonesome, weary traveler moves along
Packs up his bags and bits and pieces
Folds and tucks and neatly creases
Doesn't really want to go
Stepping bravely
Where angels fear to tread
Thoughts of you get left behind
At the outpost of my mind

There I saw things no other way
And heard the things no words can say
Is that even the right feeling?
Is that what has me believing?

(chorus)