All Good Things - Medicine

When lines are crossed and in your heart

You can’t see where you are

Hold out your hand move through the sand

And there I’ll be waiting

When it’s seeming dark and all the fruit

Has melted through the bowl

Hold out your hand move through the sand

And know your plate is quite full

When all good things come attached by strings

Don’t bat an eye, just fly

When it’s feeling hard look to your heart

And you’ll know where I am

If you play the game you can be as strange

As you think you should be

When all good things come attached by strings

Don’t bat an eye, just fly

When lines are crossed and in your heart

You can’t see where you are

Hold out your hand move through the sand

And there I’ll be waiting