Down on the road following a lifelinenWe gather round for the coming nightnHe turns his head to watch the starlightnFingerless hands reaching from his eyesnnHe won't reach me on this sidenFly down the linenFly down the linennHis brightest aims hover outsidenHis memory a heavy weightnI cannot breach the empty silencenSo he looks at me with a helpless smilennHe won't reach me on this sidenFly down the linenFly down the linenThe walls surrounding us are tighteningnLike the plastic shell that's covering his mouthnA chance to be rightnOnce more before the light dies downnOnce more before he diesnWords can't replace a lifetimennFear has replaced the burning angernReflecting in the whites of his eyesnWe feel his presence slowly dimmingnWe gather round for the coming nightnThe coming nightnnHe won't reach me on this sidenFly down the linenFly down the line