Wildbirds & Peacedrums - Great Lines lyrics

we follow great lines. thick layers of repetition. I've been repeating myself. so many times I'm getting worn out. who is that in the mirror. on the street my face gets blurry. wet of tears and scrubbed from sand. cause I fell on the beach in the sun. I fell and got smashed a bit. that is a good excuse for lying down. for crying out. out I fell I fell I'm falling down I'm falling down I'm falling out the line went out the line ended and so did the space that was mine. how come we follow the great lines the biggest thickest lines not choosing our own not choosing mine.