drawing lines

i'm drawing lines from your home to mine, making up for lost time, cause there's not that much difference, the end will come, everyone shut down, pageantry, and parade, stripped of all its significance, your brothers eyes, were in disguise, as she agonized, trying to live just beside you, when someone finally tells you when, your final home will lie, you step out, look around, and see if true love's still inside you, i'm not singing much, you don't already know, i just hope i'm giving voice to a song that's worth singing, melody and harmony can electrify your soul, give you all that you need, when the judgement bells are ringing, i'm drawing lines from your home to mine, making up for lost time, cause there's not that much difference