Gallant Borderline

She was born with a rubber spine

Loose skin and vacant eyes

Nurtured by the tumbleweeds

And the crackling of the power lines

By the lightening off the satellites

We balanced on the borderlines

Hoping our minds weren’t as flimsy as our alibis

But did we really think it through?

Cause baby, we’re sitting like the ducks

I know you want a better view

So fill your conscious up

And join me on the other side

(Join me on the other side)

Take it personal

And meet me on the borderline

(Meet me on the borderline)

Say you’ll cry, feel bad, or both

Still hoping you’ll get through

Fill your conscious up

And join me on the other side

(Join me on the other side)

Join me on the other side

On a cornfield in paradise

You say a shaman gave you bad advice

Keeping your feet planted and ankles firmly tight

Oh, but did you really think it through?

Cause baby you’re sinking like a star

I know you want a better view, oh

So fill your conscious up

And join me on the other side

(Join me on the other side)

Take it personal

And meet me on the borderline

(Meet me on the borderline)

Say you’ll cry, feel bad, or both

Still hoping you’ll get through

Fill your conscious up

And join me on the other side

(Join me on the other side)

Join me on the other side

Oh-oh-baby

Ah, oh no, you’re not moving

Oh no, you’re not moving