Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Tuskha
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Phillip Moore
Composer
Lyrics
We heard the chatter
No, nothing makes haste
Like a cold wind blowing
Across a cold lake
Don't lose the message
Now, hold it to your heart
And walk the line
Walk the line
Frail edges
Wear your old colors
Old guard
Walk the line
Same journey same voice
Out on the pier tonight
And it's all chance and wonder
From now until they cut the lights
Same journey same voice
Out on the pier tonight
And it's all chance and wonder
From now on
No pain tonight we equalize
No stitch in time
Well, alright alright
We cater to you
We lay down for you we're over that
Well, alright alright
No pain tonight
We equalize
What's wrong with that
Well, alright alright
We cater to you
We lay down for you
We're over that
Well, alright alright
Throw 'em out the door and down the road
Heads bowed, sullen in a daunting world
Don't lose the message
Hold it to your heart
And walk the line
Walk the line
Same journey same voice
Out on the pier tonight
And it's all chance and wonder
From now until they cut the lights
Same journey same voice
Out on the pier tonight
And it's all chance and wonder
From now on
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