Dreams and Lines - Rydell

Hang around to the sound of alarms

And walking, endless walking

Dressing up for an evening

An evening full of nothing

Shop window as a mirror

Check your face in the dark

With words and eyes so heavy

The waiting bursts your heart

Kissing twice your age

In two sizes too large

All these things seem pretty

Pretty close to home

Dreams and Lines in the Sky

Will nothing ever Faze them

Are all these things so far away