Standing on a beach in a dense fog
Looking out into the sea of shadows
Rays of light cutting through air
Cup is more than half-full for now
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Fork in the road ahead
Freeway of desires or the path to something real
Cottage in the rain
Smoke from the chimney
Fly through the shadows and dance in the light
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Sparks in a jar
Books on a shelf
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Birds in a bush
Ducks in a row
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Dreams in your hand
Work to be done
There's a twisting line connecting it all
There's a twisting line
Sometimes talk is cheap
Every now and then shut the f*ck up and listen to the music
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Kevin Luthy - Line That Twists Lyrics
Kevin Luthy - Line That Twists Lyrics
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Standing on a beach in a dense fog
Looking out into the sea of shadows
Rays of light cutting through air
Cup is more than half-full for now
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Fork in the road ahead
Freeway of desires or the path to something real
Cottage in the rain
Smoke from the chimney
Fly through the shadows and dance in the light
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Sparks in a jar
Books on a shelf
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Birds in a bush
Ducks in a row
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Dreams in your hand
Work to be done
There's a twisting line connecting it all
There's a twisting line
Sometimes talk is cheap
Every now and then shut the f*ck up and listen to the music
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Looking out into the sea of shadows
Rays of light cutting through air
Cup is more than half-full for now
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Fork in the road ahead
Freeway of desires or the path to something real
Cottage in the rain
Smoke from the chimney
Fly through the shadows and dance in the light
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Sparks in a jar
Books on a shelf
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Birds in a bush
Ducks in a row
There's a twisting line connecting it all
Dreams in your hand
Work to be done
There's a twisting line connecting it all
There's a twisting line
Sometimes talk is cheap
Every now and then shut the f*ck up and listen to the music
Pages turn on a dark winter night
Barefoot on a dirt road at first light
Listen to the old dreams of your youth
Grab your suitcase and stop that train
Writer: Kevin Luthy
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