Something's just not right You don't look the same, but I know it's you. Pulled over the fence in broad daylight 2 from 4 and 4 from 2 My stomach feels like the day's twilight Where black and white make every shade of gray Moving across Iowa in the middle of the night Nobody has any words to say Well it looks like the line's been drawn Look's like the line's been drawn Me in the middle and you on both ends Looks like the line's Line's been drawn Well the coast and the prarie don't look the same Even to a boy who's about my age Some milk the cows, others wax the lanes See the long flat fields or the crests of the waves And we burn bowling pins right there on the beach And the thick black smoke covers up the sun You sleep at night 'cause you know we're in reach Staying pretty still for being on the run Well it looks like the line's been drawn Yeah, looks like the line's been drawn Me in the middle and you on both ends Looks like the line's Line's been drawn Fronts come through and storms pass on Now it's all like a snowflake in a boil Back home to Iowa with 8 years gone 4 back to 2 and 2 back to 4 Well it looks like the line's been drawn Yeah, it looks like the line's been drawn Well I guess it don't mean anything in the end