The television’s screaming
At the wall again
A million voices telling me
How the story ends

I used to try to catch
The lightning in a cup
Running ’til my lungs gave out
And the sun came up

But the clouds don’t ask permission
When they start to pour
And I don’t spend my energy
Fighting ’em no more

I’m looking at the static
Through a different lens
Seeing where the world stops
And where my mind begins

Draw a circle in the dirt
Decide what’s mine to hold
The heat, the cold, the hurt
It’s all just stories told

I’m stepping back
I’m zooming out
To see the shape of all the doubt

I’m the master of the gate
I’m the captain of the calm
The fire in the street
Doesn’t blister on my palm

If it’s out of my hands
Then it’s out of my head
I’ll dance with the ghost
Of the words that you said

Let the river run wild
Let the mountain stand tall
I’m the only one who chooses
If I rise or I fall

Look at the city
From a satellite view
Just a billion little atoms
Trying to get through

My neighbor’s got a temper
And the weather’s a mess
But I’m building up a fortress
In a suit of chess

You can break the glass
You can bend the steel
But you can’t touch the way
That I decide to feel

It’s a beautiful arrangement
This chaotic scene
I’m just a quiet motor
In a loud machine

Draw a circle in the dirt
Decide what’s mine to hold
The heat, the cold, the hurt
It’s all just stories told

I’m stepping back, I’m zooming out
To see the shape of all the doubt

I’m the master of the gate
I’m the captain of the calm
The fire in the street
Doesn’t blister on my palm

If it’s out of my hands
Then it’s out of my head
I’ll dance with the ghost
Of the words that you said

Let the river run wild
Let the mountain stand tall
I’m the only one who chooses
If I rise or I fall

Whatever happens
Let it happen well
I’m the heaven
In my own little version of hell

Don’t wish for the wind
To change its tone
Just learn to sail
The ship that you own

Accept the cord
Accept the plug
The current flows
Give it a shrug

I’m the master of the gate
I’m the captain of the calm
The fire in the street
Doesn’t blister on my palm

If it’s out of my hands
Then it’s out of my head
I’ll dance with the ghost
Of the words that you said

Let the river run wild
Let the mountain stand tall
I’m the only one who chooses
If I rise or I fall

It is what it is
And it’s fine

Draw the line

Yes it is what it is
And it's fine
Draw the line
