Well, you can walk the line And march in time leaving the end always in range Hold the grind in the end you'll find That the past will never change You can't fossilize waiting for a lover To appear right by your side Can't trawl these lines Looking for some information, please All your walls, in time They'll all fall down You can't breath from six foot underground Well, you can walk the line And march in time leaving the end always in range Hold the grind in the end you'll find That the past will never change You can't break new ground Holding onto troubles That stick to you like glue You're only skin, a feeble bag of bones and blood, it's true All your walls, in time They'll all fall down You can't breath from six foot underground Well, you can walk the line And march in time leaving the end always in range Hold the grind in the end you'll find That the past will never change Don't throw your hook in Like a farmer, rounding up dogs to count up sheep If you live in constant self assessment You'll never see the wood for all the trees We'll I've been down and I've had hate But I've been shown love when I've been great I've watched it all just fade away When you're waving at ships from the shore And your brain doesn't think like before And your body don't work anymore And your spirit's just down on the floor Please don't wait for me