Between the Lines
Between the Lines, life and death
Between the Lines, of one last breath
Between the Lines, of earth and sky
Between the Lines, the spirit flies
Between the Lines, is where the truth is told
Between the Lines, of every book we hold
Between the Lines, the square becomes the round
Between the Lines,, we found our common ground
Across the river, conquer shivers of the fear that sleeps inside my soul
There is no dangers from the strangers, just like me they want a hand to hold
Across the seas, the tribes of peace wear blankets woven from the stars
Their ancient pages, long lost sages, this is far beyond Life On Mars
Between the Lines, across the stars a lotus and a moon
Between the Lines, an eagle with a hawk, is midnight, there is noon
Between the Lines, our words unsaid, unread, are naked to the eye
Between the Lines, a space unfolds, we will behold the coming of the dawn
The coming the Golden Dawn
Between the Lines, the swords are clean of blood
Between the Lines, the wars are finally done...
It counts as nothin', all this stuffing' in my mind is made of make believe
Between the lines of every book thats found is where we touch the ground
Between the lines is only Love
Between the Lines
Between the Lines
Between the Lines, of one last breath
Between the Lines, of earth and sky
Between the Lines, the spirit flies
Between the Lines, is where the truth is told
Between the Lines, of every book we hold
Between the Lines, the square becomes the round
Between the Lines,, we found our common ground
Across the river, conquer shivers of the fear that sleeps inside my soul
There is no dangers from the strangers, just like me they want a hand to hold
Across the seas, the tribes of peace wear blankets woven from the stars
Their ancient pages, long lost sages, this is far beyond Life On Mars
Between the Lines, across the stars a lotus and a moon
Between the Lines, an eagle with a hawk, is midnight, there is noon
Between the Lines, our words unsaid, unread, are naked to the eye
Between the Lines, a space unfolds, we will behold the coming of the dawn
The coming the Golden Dawn
Between the Lines, the swords are clean of blood
Between the Lines, the wars are finally done...
It counts as nothin', all this stuffing' in my mind is made of make believe
Between the lines of every book thats found is where we touch the ground
Between the lines is only Love
Between the Lines
Between the Lines
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Writer(s): Raymond Platt
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