Children are taught right from wrong, and lines are so defined
Teens will learn that fact’s not so true, when they’re in a bind
The first time we cross this line, our mind gives us no peace
We live those days with guilt, wanting the feeling to cease
Time will pass and so does the deed, on to newer things
Adults make plans, chase their dreams, to ride on golden wings
Long forgot those lessons learned when they were not so old
Their lives they lived with no lines and their hearts are so cold
Right only counts to them, when it fits the need at hand
Wrong is explained away, everyday, across the land
Life ends our deeds are done and we leave this world behind
We’ll stand-alone in judgment; and the lines were defined