Walking The Line

Vision Of Disorder

You walk under twilight.

Reborn into moonlight.

So easily we're chosen.

So easily unwoven.

Jesus came that morning.

Jesus gave no warning.

I feel strange.

I don't remember anything.

Chorus:

I've been walking the line.

Jesus came that morning.

Jesus gave no warning.

I feel strange.

I don't remember anything.

Chorus:

I've been walking the line.

We all transcend,

To a bitter end.

To silent grooves.

To other lives,

Under skies of granite stone.