i cross the line   and see a face that can't be mine   through a long long night   to find a place where we all thrive   where every frail thing can survive   where we can live this dream of life      in a dim blue light   she saw his eyes give up the fight   a hand finds mine   traces answers on my spine   from malignant to benign   in the midnight smell of pine      walk, walk, further than you'll ever know   walk, walk, into the snow      a great divide   i didn't know her best friend died   drawn in black-light chalk   her ankles tied in flower stalks   we need a place where we can talk   just need a place where we can talk      into our handkerchiefs   into both our handkerchiefs   into our handkerchiefs   into both our handkerchiefs   walk, walk into the snow