Point of View

[Verse 1] Always been one of the few Straining my way out to make a point of view Easily caught by the wind My lips have melted off my skin [Chorus] What am I? What am I? Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky [Verse 2] My head rolling in the dirt It's like a mountain of aged paperwork Up so high touching the moon I'd like to call you up Won't happen soon [Chorus] So hold the line (Hold the line) Hold the line (Hold the line) Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky [Bridge] Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh Oooh [Chorus] So hold the line (Hold the line) Hold the line (Hold the line) Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky So hold the line (Hold the line) Hold the line (Hold the line) Built up by tiny bits fallen from the sky