To the left you have
   A young man whose never really cared about nothing
   To the right you have
   A man who spilt his blood to make a difference
   I said a difference
  
   Well these are the lines by which we play
   These are the lines that we have made
  
   And now you have
   One who embraces life with adoration
   Not expectations
   And too bad you have one who'll take a life without a reason
   I said no reason
  
   Well these are the lines by which we play
   Well these are the lines that we have made
   Well these are the lines drawn everyday
   These are the lines by which we all are made
  
   Floating, falling, drowning in the grey
  
   Oh I wish I could serve up a solution
   By these extremes we all are victims
   Just floating, falling, drowning in the grey
   Is where you don't believe
   A patterned life accordingly
   A cry for help is just a silent scream
  
   And now you have a man who's lost control
   To all his vices and devices
   And still we have one who resonates
   All the beauty one can encompass
   Well try and take it
  
   Well these are the lines by which we play
   Well these are the lines that we have made
   Well these are the lines drawn everyday
   Well these are the lines that we have made
   These are
   These are
   These are
   Well these are