Drawing Lines

I'm drawing lines from your home to mine

Making up for lost time

Cause there's not that much difference

The end will come, everyone shut down, pageantry, and parade

Stripped of all its significance

[Humming]

Your brothers eyes, were in disguise

As she agonized, trying to live just beside you

When someone finally tells you when

Your final home will lie

You step out, look around, and see if true love's still inside you

[Gospel Singing]

I'm not singing much, you don't already know

I just hope I'm giving voice to a song that's worth singing

Melody and harmony can electrify your soul

Give you all that you need

When the judgement bells are ringing

[Humming]

I'm drawing lines from your home to mine

Making up for lost time

Cause there's not that much difference