Threading A Fine Line

Seasons passing by

People come and go

What's familiar turning strange

Seems like yesterday we were skipping stones

Now the tide has turned away

All of the years seem to run like a train through valleys and slopes

Go through a tunnel then it's light again

I've been roaming around

Looking lost left behind

Threading a fine line

I thought I always knew what I wanted to do

Now I'm split up in two

Where we were before sun lit up the shore

Now clouds covered up our sight

Suddenly so old, suddenly so cold

Surely nothing ever last

Birds fly away when the winter arrives and we stay inside

Longing for summer to breeze through the pines

I've been roaming around

Looking lost left behind

Threading a fine line

I thought I always knew what I wanted to do

Now I'm split up in two

La la lalala

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La la lalala

Fine line

La la lalala

La la lalala

La la lalala

I've been roaming around

Looking lost left behind

Threading a fine line

I thought I always knew what I wanted to do

Now I'm split up in two

I've been roaming around

Looking lost left behind

Threading a fine line

I thought I always knew what I wanted to do

Now I'm split up in two