Walking the Line

You walk under twilight
Reborn into moonlight
So easily we’re chosen
So easily unwoven
Jesus came that morning
Jesus gave no warning
I feel strange
I don’t remember anything
I’ve been walking the line
Jesus came that morning
Jesus gave no warning
I feel strange
I don’t remember anything
I’ve been walking the line
We all transcend
To a bitter end
To silent grooves
To other lives
Under skies of granite stone