Narrow Lines

It's a long way down to the street, Miles detach the heavens and concrete. Ants on the pavement below, They'll never know, soon a faded outline. Heavy on my feet, Floor boards seem to creak. Climbing up those stairs, Too late to repair, accept and move on. Talk me off that ledge, I'll tell you what I fear the most, Trapped inside, Narrow Lines, I've drawn myself. It's a long way down from here, How am I even awake? Barely think or speak, The one that's weak, keeps staring blankly. Remember, don't look down, Eyes closed, Tip-toe, close to the ground. Washed by the rain, The chalk line stains, the colours will fade. Talk me off that ledge, i'll tell you what I fear the most, Trapped inside, Narrow Lines, I've drawn myself. Stand with me on the edge, I'll show you what I fear the most, Trapped inside, Narrow Lines, I've drawn myself. Help me come down, Help me come down, Help me come down, Help me come down. Talk me off that ledge, i'll tell you what I fear the most, Trapped inside, Narrow Lines, I've drawn myself. Stand with me on the edge, I'll show you what I fear the most, Trapped inside, Narrow Lines, I've drawn myself. Help me come down, (Help me, help me) Help me come down, (Help me, come down) Help me come down, (Help me, help me) Help me come down. (Help me, come down)