You walk under twilight.
Reborn into moonlight.
So easily we''re chosen.
So easily unwoven.

Jesus came that morning.
Jesus gave no warning.
I feel strange.
I don''t remember anything.

Chorus:
I''ve been walking the line.

Jesus came that morning.
Jesus gave no warning.
I feel strange.
I don''t remember anything.

Chorus:
I''ve been walking the line.

We all transcend,
To a bitter end.
To silent grooves.

To other lives,
Under skies of granite stone.