The Line

There's no telling what comes next
Now
After our walk through the desert
I feel much worse
The second time around is harder than the first
I get out for a fresh start
I fall
Deep into the lines
I used to know
Read between the lines or go

If it's hard not to listen
Close
To the words of the man
With the show
Though his words are not grand, they grow
If it's feeling you're missing
To and fro
I've got a heart full of blessings
Make your choice
Just grab a handfull and walk out the door

God don't be so hard on yourself
I'm just another damned fool

This great country of heroes
Blood and bones
Is far too big for anyone
To be forgotten
For distance is the killer and love, the gun
And while the world watches heroes
Dying
I am cutting my losses
At home
I can't cut in a line, because I'm alone.