Pieces of things that we can't figure out Piles of clothes that we never wear Maybe insane but we never shared a doubt Waiting right there for the fair Worried we're counting on Marilyn's looks alone It's a boundary That we're bound to cross It's a boundary That we're bound to cross People are strings that we never untie Walk in reverse so we're always there Try to explain but the train never stops for us Banging on drums in the heat It's a boundary That we're bound to cross It's a boundary That we're bound to cross When I wake up I will take a part in it I will take the benefit It's a boundary That we're bound to cross It's a boundary That we're bound to cross Was that kinda close?