Where the Lines Break

I left the mat behind at the edge of town Carried only the weight of what I knew Steps felt different when the crowd turned round Shadows stretched long but the sky stayed true Every promise they made felt like a chain Pulling me back to the same old frame I walk where the lines break open wide No hate no hate no hate I'm too old but the wind at my side They call it lonely I call it free This heart won't follow what they want me to be Old photographs bathed in the drawer at home Faces I knew now look like strangers' home I smile at the silence they used to sting Learning the sound of my own footsteps ring I walk where the lines break open wide No hand to hold but the wind at my side They call it lonely I call it free This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be The nights remember the port of the easy way The mornings remind me why I had to stray No turning back when the fire's in your name Even if the road forgets you came I walk where the lines break open wide No hate, no hate, no hate, no hate No hand to hold but the wind at my side No hand to hold but the wind at my side They call it lonely I call it free This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be So I keep on moving through the open door This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be This heart won't follow what they want me to be I'm so refusing to be like before This heart won't follow what they want me to be