Lines

Bm D A A power line to convey a certain brilliance Bm D A A telephone line to carry a voice Bm D A Bm A metro line to bring us all downtown D Bm Lines of connection, communication D Not the borders or boundaries Bm That slice and dice a nation D Divided by the chalk lines Bm Of disreputable history D Past failures all laid out Bm As we shrug with absent mystery D Those bodies left behind us Bm While we amble on ahead D Fearful of the wrong things Bm From newspapers unread A D Before I tell you what to do Bm D Or you try to tell me Let's all see what's been done Bm And where we could have been A By knowing what's before us Bm The path might clear ahead D And focus on new obstacles Bm Uncharted by the dead Bm D A A power line from a gurgling turbine Bm D A A telephone line from a quiet room Bm D A metro line from across the city Bm D Bm Maybe we'll all raise our glasses soon Bm D A Bm D A Bm D They say across the fence line Bm The grass is always verdurous D But we're not corralling cattle Bm Fearing wranglers foul or murderous D When we look out past dividers Bm We're unsurprised to see D More folks erecting fences Bm Becoming detainees A D Before I worry about you Bm D Or you worry about me Let's all dwell on ourselves Bm We're the private enemy A D Becoming who we're meant to Bm Virtuous and creative D We won't dread the different Bm The strange or unrelated Bm D A A power line to convey a certain brilliance Bm D A A telephone line to carry a voice Bm D A A metro line to bring us all home Bm D A To bring us home Bm D A 4x