Drawn and Left Apart

When I was a younger man
I sought an answer
I sought a plan but
I found only confusion in the hearts
Of each of us who've been drawn and left apart

Now it seems I'm middle aged
Not quite old but a little gray
Why do we draw lines around our camps?
Flaunt our differences and manipulate the maps?

Sometimes things seem clear to me
And other times it's just the beer in me
Why do we seek the opposite of ends?
Polarize the truth and walk some place between?

Do you see the future for us growing dim?
Having none myself I want to take your faith within

Where do these lights go?
Where do these lights go?

I just don't know
Where do these lights go?



Credits
Writer(s): Jeffrey Poole
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