Great Divide

Waiting for tomorrow Beg steal and borrow Strung out down here again Finding you can't wait for friends Shaking and freezing Broken hearts keep bleeding Cant take the time To mend every crime You take the low I'll take the high I'll find you in the middle Of the great divide To the north To the south Return return return Home is a field now Razed to the ground Burned just to make sure That the ghosts can't return You take the low I'll take the high I'll find you in the middle Of the great divide To the north To the south Return return return