Horizons rise and fall in change, Succumbing to the thrust of fate. Regaled by lies placating our souls Wielding heaven's gavel as our own.
Between the lines.
Last chance beckons from inside, A cloak of pain that won't subside. Time grows dear, it fades before our eyes And threatens to leave us imprisoned Between the lines.
Between the lines.
Calling out - anyone who hears - Can you see me now at all? Dark night - greet the day - And quickly turn away. Rays of light - reaching out - Try to touch us even as we hide Between the lines.
Between the lines.
The final chapter now arrives, Yet in our minds, fear survives. Can be break the spell, and close the rift in time? Or do we choose to remain here Between the lines?