Where Do We Draw The Line lyrics

On your palm an endless wonder

The 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?

Why do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait?

What does tomorrow want from 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 falls apart, before our love become insatiate

What does tomorrow want from me?

What does it matter what i see,

If i can't choose my own design?

Tell me, where do we draw the line?

What does tomorrow want from me?

What does it matter what i see,

If we all walk behind the blind?

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's lionheart?

It'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

So why do we keep up this charade?

Why do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait?

What does tomorrow want from me?

What does it matter what i see,

If it can't be my design?

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 sign

This is my line

• Artist:Poets of the Fall
• Album:Revolution Roulette