Blue Line Swinger

You, you won't talk about what we see when the lights are out
And I'm willing to hold your hand while you're lost, while you're so full
of doubt
Walk for miles, on your own loose ends, I'll find you there
I'll find you there You, you walk up thin blue lines possible with reality
And I, I see through small red eyes, glowing still at your uncertainty
Out of darkness you will come around, I know you will, I know you will
And I'll find you, and I'll find you there