FLYING THE LINE (to nowhere) you try to turn your body like the heroic toysoldier under your big bed fighting against the deep sleep falling in a dream hopelessly drifting in the distance i want to know what they know i really want to know what they know flying the line to nowhere flying the line to nowhere flying the line a little cutie is afraid & is eating the seeds of violence miles away from home miles away from home you hear a scream in the night the finally face with eyes of gaze seems like thoughts in race i want to know what they know i really want to know what they know flying the line to nowhere flying the line to nowhere flying the line