I find the map and draw a straight line Over rivers, farms, and state lines The distance from me to where you'd be It's only finger-lengths that I see I touch the place where I'd find your face My fingers in creases of distant dark places I hang my coat

You can't take my soul away from me Everywhere you look, it's like they know Their fingerprints are hidden by control This is where the line is drawn, see I'm ethereal, my children are legion, serial They stick to my skin like beloved cysts I tear away

Ooh, the line Where to draw the line Know where to draw the line Checkmate honey, beat ya at your own damn game No dice honey, I'm livin' on the astral plane Feet's on the ground, and your head's goin' down the drain Oh, heads I win, tails you lose, to

Take me somewhere Don't want to live in a dream one more day I want you to lead me I see, through thirty Getting older, every day My soul drawing pictures Of innocent times Can you add, color, inside these lines Sure, if we change our perspective