The lines of my Heart

(2x) The lines of my earth,    so brittle, unfertile, and ready to die I need a drink, but the well has run dry And we in the habit of      saying the same things all over again For the money we shall make                 This is the last song that I write 'Til you tell me otherwise         And it's because I just don't feel it This is the last song 'Til you tell me other wise And it's because I just don't feel it anymore              It should be our time   This fertile youth's black soil is ready for rain The harvest is high, but the well has gone dry And they in the habit of    saying the same things all over again About the money we shall make This is the last song that I write 'Til you tell me otherwise         And it's because I just don't feel it This is the last song 'Til you tell me other wise And it's because I just don't feel it anymore              ... This is the last song that I write 'Til you tell me otherwise         And it's because I just don't feel it This is the last song 'Til you tell me other wise And it's because I just don't feel it anymore              ...