Turn a blind eye in Antioch

To the gourds hanging on the line

Fix your sights on Zebulon

Just south of the Emanuel county lines

Keep that rusty Nova clean

Take the evidence from the scene

Leave no flowers at the site of your imminent resurrection

Waiting for the sun to shine

On your doubtless perfection

I walk that line

Yeah

I walk that line

All to soon fallen buildings

Give up to the violent kudzu vines

Rest assured you never want to tangle with the ghost in my mind

Sell antiques and monuments

The old and dead pay the rent

Back on Lewis Carroll road pulling that rabbit from the hole

You'd expect some consolation

Promise me a certain revelation

I walk that line

Yeah

I walk that line

So we sing our halleluhs

Fifteen feet from the highway

Yeah we sing our halleluhs

Engines roar, sirens sing

We press on and we sing our halleluhs

So we sing our halleluhs

Fifteen feet from the highway

Yeah we sing our halleluhs

Engines roar, sirens sing

We press on and we sing our halleluhs