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POETS OF THE FALL lyrics : "Where Do We Draw The Line"

On your palm an endless wonder
Lines that speak the truth without a sound
In your eyes awaits the tireless hunger

Already looks for prey to run down

So why do we keep up this charade

How do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait

What does tomorrow want with me

What does it matter what I see
If it can't be my design
Tell me where do we draw the line


The dance of flames and shadows in the street
Make poetry nobody's ever heard

The weight of loneliness stands on your feet
The cage already there around the bird


So why don't we join the masquerade
Before it all falls apart before our love becomes insatiate


What does tomorrow want with me
What does it matter what I see
If I can't choose my own design

Tell me where do we draw the line

Where's the cooling wind

Where's the evergreen field
Where's my mother's open arms
Where's my father lionheart

S'like the sun's gone down
Sleeps in the hallowed ground now
With the autumn's browns leaves

With the one who never grieves

What does tomorrow want with me

What does it matter what I see
If we all walk behind the blind
Tell me where do we draw the line


Whatever tomorrow wants from me
At least I'm here, at least I'm free

Free to choose to see the signs
This is my line

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