| The Line Forgotten the line to the sentence To the beginning to the entrance Lost in the tunnel Should have been a Road Wide Open across But the people The red shirts Black hats Lost keys Luggage knees The snorts and sniffles The remainder Of a pill The lost receptions Cell phones And BK Because they say We are delayed She said, "are you waiting for" and pointed Trash, emptys, All empty Like the lining Of a jet Fuel, black and crisp In sharp corners Can't lift The wings The baggage Within The smiles The yawns The X-mas Horizon Airplane Dawns When you cant Be on a plain A straight line A behind who's In front of you line A do not cross white line A look across front line A behind moved on over line That the travelers Step on, trample on Spit in, forgot their manners At the security line Fuck the wait The line is like Fuck the line The stretch of i'm Quicker Been prepared I gots a green line Thicker than a Thin line And everyone Knows Who owns this soul But it's only a line Get in line. . . |