Thin Lines
Living on a thin line because you've only got so much time.
You gotta feel it, can you see it?
Waiting for the traffic light, colour-coded paradise.
Everyone is see through and slightly tinted blue.
Do you feel it? Do you feel sad?
Do you believe it could be that bad?
A dollar a day to light the way.
Nobody's home but who's to say;
Feel the breeze of real life,
Realize you've got your own time.
Day to day.
Face to face.
Everybody's got their own place,
Everybody's got their own plane.
You gotta feel it, can you see it?
Waiting for the traffic light, colour-coded paradise.
Everyone is see through and slightly tinted blue.
Do you feel it? Do you feel sad?
Do you believe it could be that bad?
A dollar a day to light the way.
Nobody's home but who's to say;
Feel the breeze of real life,
Realize you've got your own time.
Day to day.
Face to face.
Everybody's got their own place,
Everybody's got their own plane.
Credits
Writer(s): Evan O'malley
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