In Long Lines - Trey Anastasio

Feel the sun in long lines

Ships on the horizon in white lines

Listen to the voices float in circles

And we’re moving in long lines

Your eyes were wide open and black as night

I lit your cigarette, your hand was touching mine

The wild gypsy with trembling hands

Now it’s time to join the others

The lost, the loved ones

They’re moving around us

And waiting, and waiting

In long lines, in long lines

In long lines, in long lines

Feel the sun in long lines

Listen to the voices

In long lines, in long lines

In long lines, in long lines

In long lines, in long lines

In long lines, in long lines