On The Line
Written by: Billy Strings
You can't stop us from moving
You can't stop us from feeling fine
You can't stop us from putting our lives on the line
You can't stop us from dancing
You can't stop us from feeling high
We can't help it if we'd like to stay out all night
It's a cure for the bleakness
It's a pill for the day to day
It's just a way for me to shake loose the dust and the clay
Chorus
I'd love to show you but you wouldn't go
I'd love to take you but I know the way you roll
You see it your way, I see it mine and I'll be fine
You see it your way, I see it mine and I'll be fine
While we're young and resilient
While we're fearless and fancy free
We'll be fine without you and your numbers and lines
While we're wishing and watching
While we're wishing and watching here
We won't see your illusional blanket of fear
Like a wave through the ocean
Like the dust on an August day
While we're moving you won't stand a chance in our way
Chorus
You should have been gone for years now
You should have packed up and left this place
You should have ducked out and given up your spot in the race
You can cling to your madness
You can swim down and hold your breath
But I'll be standing on dry ground with all of the rest
Chorus
You can't stop us from feeling fine
You can't stop us from putting our lives on the line
You can't stop us from dancing
You can't stop us from feeling high
We can't help it if we'd like to stay out all night
It's a cure for the bleakness
It's a pill for the day to day
It's just a way for me to shake loose the dust and the clay
Chorus
I'd love to show you but you wouldn't go
I'd love to take you but I know the way you roll
You see it your way, I see it mine and I'll be fine
You see it your way, I see it mine and I'll be fine
While we're young and resilient
While we're fearless and fancy free
We'll be fine without you and your numbers and lines
While we're wishing and watching
While we're wishing and watching here
We won't see your illusional blanket of fear
Like a wave through the ocean
Like the dust on an August day
While we're moving you won't stand a chance in our way
Chorus
You should have been gone for years now
You should have packed up and left this place
You should have ducked out and given up your spot in the race
You can cling to your madness
You can swim down and hold your breath
But I'll be standing on dry ground with all of the rest
Chorus
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Credited to: Billy Strings