That's a Thin Line
Mother called to tell me
That my father had died
She didn't want to seem too sad
But she almost cried
Mother called to tell me
That my father was doing fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
Mother called to tell me
That the cat was run over
By a tractor
When she went out
She had found
The cat lay
Segmented on the ground
Mother called to tell me
That the cat was doing fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
The president called a meeting
To say that we are all dead
Or so the papers said
But, personally
I don't think
He's got a clear head
Or a dependable mind
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
The hospital called to tell me
Absolutely nothing
That's all
Parakeets are singing
In the wind
A song that seems
As happy as a bird's
They fly
On a cold and stormy day
And the wind
Blows them away
They hit the window
They hit the ground
And die
I guess it's just
A sign of the times
But, that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
I guess that it's inevitably scary
When you find
Your guts on the floor
I guess that it's hard to be merry
When you find yourself
Bloodied by war
I guess there's never solace
In an embrace
By your own arms
I guess it's easy to die
When you're always
Being harmed
Mother called to tell me
That everything's gonna be fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
That's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
I don't know
That my father had died
She didn't want to seem too sad
But she almost cried
Mother called to tell me
That my father was doing fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
Mother called to tell me
That the cat was run over
By a tractor
When she went out
She had found
The cat lay
Segmented on the ground
Mother called to tell me
That the cat was doing fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
The president called a meeting
To say that we are all dead
Or so the papers said
But, personally
I don't think
He's got a clear head
Or a dependable mind
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
The hospital called to tell me
Absolutely nothing
That's all
Parakeets are singing
In the wind
A song that seems
As happy as a bird's
They fly
On a cold and stormy day
And the wind
Blows them away
They hit the window
They hit the ground
And die
I guess it's just
A sign of the times
But, that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
I guess that it's inevitably scary
When you find
Your guts on the floor
I guess that it's hard to be merry
When you find yourself
Bloodied by war
I guess there's never solace
In an embrace
By your own arms
I guess it's easy to die
When you're always
Being harmed
Mother called to tell me
That everything's gonna be fine
But that's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
That's a thin line
That's the wrong line
Where's the right line?
I don't know
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Writer(s): Brian Gross
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