To the left you have

A young man whose never really cared about nothing

To the right you have

A man who spilt his blood to make a difference

I said a difference

Well these are the lines by which we play

These are the lines that we have made

And now you have

One who embraces life with adoration

Not expectations

And too bad you have one who'll take a life without a reason

I said no reason

Well these are the lines by which we play

Well these are the lines that we have made

Well these are the lines drawn everyday

These are the lines by which we all are made

Floating, falling, drowning in the grey

Oh I wish I could serve up a solution

By these extremes we all are victims

Just floating, falling, drowning in the grey

Is where you don't believe

A patterned life accordingly

A cry for help is just a silent scream

And now you have a man who's lost control

To all his vices and devices

And still we have one who resonates

All the beauty one can encompass

Well try and take it

Well these are the lines by which we play

Well these are the lines that we have made

Well these are the lines drawn everyday

Well these are the lines that we have made

These are

These are

These are

Well these are