Walking the lineYou feel your wayLost and found and lost againChasing shadows moonlight miles awayHeart aches like a phantom limbEvery corner hides a ghostA last good kissA freeze-frame memoryAn open door inviting one more getawayHe wants to see youYou know he’ll always be there when he needs youYou stood the stormThe air is clearing nowPockets filled with stonesDon’t get lost in the undertowTake a breathe and close your eyesNo more nights lashed to the mastCome in from the coldDays of grace are dead aheadNo more border crossingStay where you areThe same stars are in your sky