Battle Lines

The olden ways are dead and gone And the news ain't worth the page that it's no longer printed on Is there a wall somewhere between? And are we slaves to only what we've seen? Are you holding on for hope or are you already gone? We all long for better times I, because I thought progress was assured You, because you prefer old battle lines This divide has conquered once again And I'm grasping at the words in the wind Some might say we've already lost Still you fight to win no matter the cost Do you long to be free? And what's the distance between you and me? Can we find our way back now or has every line been crossed? We all long for better times I, because I thought progress was assured You, because you prefer old battle lines This divide has conquered once again And I'm grasping at the words in the wind I can fight for you but I can't make you stay How far can we run before we've just run away? We all long for better times I, because I thought progress was assured You, because you prefer old battle lines This divide has conquered once again And I'm grasping at the words in the wind