Out Of Line

One by one they shuffle their way past me.
 I watch the sun as its path lights the way.
 They think they know the road but stagger blindly
 And trust their souls to strangers just the same.
 They ask me why I've chosen not to follow
 When all signs point to happiness ahead.
 I said, "I tried but find their promise hollow
 When they say to drown the doubts inside my head."
 The line is long and you can't see the leader
 But no one wants to ask who it might be.
 It's easier to put your faith in rumors when
 The truth is something you're afraid to see.
 They ask me why I've chosen not to follow
 When all signs point to happiness ahead.
 I said, "I tried but find their promise hollow
 When they say to drown the doubts inside my head."
 I said, "I tried but find their promise hollow
 When they say to drown the doubts inside my head."