Right Down the Line

It starts with a rattle in the left hand, mum in the right,
Nothing-to-say-but-so-much, so much in the sight
No way to stand up and walk, but you get to fly
The road starts close to the ground, straight ahead to the light
Right down the line, I walk,
Right down the line, I run,
The clock is ticking like a metronome, tac tic tac
Now with a school bag on my back, I find Brotherhood
Swords made of sticks, love under your hood
Learning the life, it's so hard to understand
Many questions in my eyes so hard to be understood
With a skate under my feet, I made some mistakes.
I eat, fly, smoke a lot, my hands shake
When I play the keys, my heart bangs so loud,
Music is my get away, the right road I take
I don't know what to do with your heart in my hand.
See you naked, smile at me, will do as you command
Your body feels nice against mine,
we walk together on a physical line
Right down the line, I walk,
Right down the line, I run,
The clock is ticking like a metronome, tac tic tac