Where Do We Draw the Line

On your palm an endless wonder
 The lines that speak the truth without a sound
 And in your eyes awaits the tireless hunger
 Already looks for prey to run down
 So why do we keep up this charade?
 And how do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait?
 What does tomorrow want from me?
 What does it matter what I see?
 If it can't be my design
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
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 The dance of flames and shadows in the street
 Make poetry nobody's ever heard
 The weight of loneliness stands on your feet
 The cage already there around the bird
 So why don't we join the masquerade
 Before it all falls apart, before our love becomes insatiate?
 What does tomorrow want from me?
 What does it matter what I see?
 If I can't choose my own design
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
 What does tomorrow want from me?
 What does it matter what I see?
 If we all walk behind the blind
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
 
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
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 Where's the cooling wind?
 Where's the evergreen field?
 Where's my mother's open arms?
 Where's my father lionheart?
 It's like the sun's gone down
 Sleeps in the hallowed ground now
 With the autumn's brown leaves
 With the one who never grieves
 So why do we keep up this charade?
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 And how do we tell apart the time to leave from the time to wait?
 What does tomorrow want from me?
 What does it matter what I see?
 If it can't be my design
 Tell me where do we draw the line?
 Whatever tomorrow wants from me
 At least I'm here, at least I'm free
 Free to choose to see the sign
 This is my line