Lines Songtext
von Outliers

Lines keep us together
Lines pull us apart
Lines to bring us back home
We follow in the dark
Mapping out our future
Slips through our hands sometimes

Lines
Lines

Lines are made of hunger
Lines are made of need
Black gold in a deep vein
Economy and greed
Poetry within us
Prosody and rhyme

Lines
Lines


Lines we draw between us
To show what′s yours and mine
Lines that mark the steepness
Contours that we climb
Look at all the borders
So clear yet so unkind

Lines
Lines

Lines that have been written
Living on a page
Handprints on a cave wall
From another age
All that makes our hearts soar
Traces in our mind

Lines
Lines
Lines