You've narrowed it down to pictures of memorynYou've narrowed it down to dots on a screennYou've narrowed it down to the few or the manynYou've narrowed it down 'till there's no space betweennnYou've narrowed it down to the heat or the fevernYou've narrowed it down to opinion or bloodnYou've narrowed it down to belief or believernYou've narrowed it down to a drought or a floodnnYou're missing the mark, you're sitting alonenSaying it's a long way to Berlin for some painted stonenIt's a long way to China where a boy once stoodnAnd it's a long way to Calvary for some nails and woodnnYou've narrowed it down to hate or be hatednYou've narrowed it down, you have covered your eyesnYou've narrowed it down to the line you creatednYou've narrowed it down so you don't have to trynnYou're missing the mark, you're sitting alonenSaying it's a long way to Berlin for some painted stonenIt's a long way to China where a boy once stoodnAnd it's a long way to Calvary for some nails and woodnnAnd you've narrowed it down to the blinkers of reasonnYou've narrowed it down to the fingers of chancenYou've narrowed it down to a soul for a seasonnYou've narrowed it down to the fight or the dancenYou've narrowed it down to the fight or the dance