Interpret:

Twenty One Pilots

Album:

Twenty One Pilots

There's miles of land in front of us
 And we're dying with every step we take
 We're dying with every breath we make
 And I'll fall in line


 A stranger's back is all I see
 He's only a few feet in front of me
 And I'll look left and right sometimes
 But I'll fall in line


 No one looks up anymore
 'Cause you might get a raindrop in your eye
 And Heaven forbid they see you cry
 As we fall in line


 And about this time every year
 The line will go to the ocean pier
 And walk right off into the sea
 And then we fall asleep


 And as we near the end of land
 And our ocean graves are just beyond the sand
 I ask myself the question
 Why I fall in line


 Then out of the corner of my eye
 I see a spaceship in the sky
 And hear a voice inside my head:
 Follow me instead


 Then the wages of war will start
 Inside my head with my counterpart
 And the emotionless marchers will chant the phrase:
 This line's the only way


 And then I start down the stand
 My eyes are focused on the end of land
 But again the voice inside my head says,
 Follow me instead


 Take me up, seal the door
 I don't want to march here anymore
 I realize that this line is dead
 So I'll follow You instead


 So then You put me back in my place
 So I might start another day
 And once again I will be
 In a march to the sea