Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
Jokes can work; puns, inside, maybe dad's
music can help; punk, pop, classical
drugs can work; nicotine, melatonin, caffeine
weapons can work; knives, rope, plates, chairs
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
You can leave your cords, I'll give you headphones
you can scream at the walls, I'll give you a reason to talk
you can leave your demons, I'll give you my angels
you can leave your knives, I'll give you bandages
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
Those who are lost are free to roam
those who find their way find home
so life's only downside is exploring alone
so death's only trap is not picking up the phone
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
You don;t have to venture all on your own
I'll find a way to help you breathe instead of groan
your talents deserve to be known
smiling a bit more might help life's tone
I'll help you find what gets you in your zone
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
Start that tonga line, make the dancers look fine
as long as you can pass me a lifeline
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Lifeline - Song
PoëzieA song I wrote about helping each other while in tough places.