Nation Of Language - Across That Fine Line

Reach out, call my name
Whenever you want
Faced with the final convulsion

Contorting my tongue

And reach out, fall my way
Easing around
It's not a word that's exchanged
It's something else

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
'Cause I'm resigned

Reach out, crawl my way
Any time
Rapid, indirect feelings
I qualify

Every day we're circling
Never closing in on what we want
But can you feel the quickening
Seven million moments down to one

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
'Cause I'm resigned

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
'Cause I'm resigned

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
'Cause I'm resigned

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line
I died a hundred times
I reckon you could
Let it bleed
'Cause I'm resigned

And I'm watching you walk
Across that fine line