Dividing line
There's always been a dividing line. But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it. And then you wonder why you fall
It cuts through the heart of every city. If you climb to the top of the highest building. You can see where it falls 'cause the streetlights stop

The colors start to change. You hear a voice inside you. Not the words that you wanted to hear. Not the things that you wanted to see

In the comfort and safety of your own home
Remember those outside in the cold. And the wind and the rain. And takе in your hands a little ray of light. And turn it into a beam that piercеs the darkness of the night

There's always been a dividing line. But you choose, you choose, yes you choose not to see it

Sometimes we believe if we close our eyes. The rain might wash it away. That's why we stumble and we fall. Not the words that you wanted to hear. Not the things that you wanted to see

When everything that you hold dear to you, has finally faded away from your life. And the last cold ray of sunshine slowly disappears, round the corner of the building and leaves you alone, when darkness covers the city and the streets are silent too. What will you turn to?