(T. mccloud) Toe the line again to see how far I can run and still see where You are Feel i've run this path a thousand years still ifall These dirty feet calloused with the tread And my eyes the eyes of dead men Running far enough from my salvation But only far enough to dip my feet {I am not pretending anymore I am not at home I am knocking at Your door I am not at home, i am not at home, i am coming home} Toe the line again to see how far I can run and still see where You are Knowing full well what this grace has cost... Seems this safety net's not made of lace But the flowing river of Your grace And who am isome selfish kid To abuse this perfect love You give {Chorus}