Time to hit the roadnAs every star above our head explodes,nRaining down on desert dust(nIts hard to call your namenWhen every time I do, I see your facenA serenade for haunted lovennOh Linear, linearnI guess I never saw the signsnWe live in troubled timesnI'm living in a linear,nI never read between the linesnWe live in troubled timesnWe live in troubled timesnnDrowning in the crowdnBe careful not to think too much, too loudnBe careful what you wish fornI can’t stop these crying eyesnMaybe its the thinking mind that liesnAnd tells us that its overnOvernnOh Linear, linearnI guess I never saw the signsnWe live in troubled timesnI'm living in a linearnI never read between the linesnWe live in troubled timesnWe live in troubled timesnnLinear, linear, linear liesnnOh linear, linearnI guess I never saw the signsnWe live in troubled timesnI'm living in a linearnI never read between the linesnWe live in troubled timesnWe live in troubled timesnWe live in troubled timesnIts overnIts overnIts overnIts over