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  1. Fault Line

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BShaw – electric & acoustic guitar, drums, lap steel, vocal
Words & Music - Becky Shaw
Allen Broyles – piano, synth & synth bass, drum loop
Rob Gal – solo electric guitar, drum loop
Lee Kennedy – groove team
Paul Melanćon – backing vocals

Lyrics

Fault Line

Look at her - is there something wrong?
Won't she sit, or come along?
The wind has died now, they're all gone
No need to act so strong …

While you were hiding we went on
We blessed the children one by one
Gathered up the work we'd done
And then we asked you to come home

But you're always sitting in the grass when it's time to close the door
You're wandering the streets while I'm here lyin' on the floor
We're living in opposite time zones, even if we're right next door
And our middle ground is looking more like a fault line

I'm hung between the lines we've drawn
And the ground that we both started on
It moves me so hard, I'm falling every time I try to stand

So I tell you it is not so far
from where we were, to who we are
but if I take a step, will they shake me down until you slip away?

You ask me to retrace my steps
find the place our minds once met
And stay awhile, until the voices die away

They're telling me to take a stand
You're offering to take my hand from far away
You know, if I could, I'd never let it go

But you're always sitting in the grass when it's time to close the door
You're wandering the streets, while I'm here lyin' on the floor
We're living in opposite time zones, even if we're right next door
And our middle ground is looking more like a fault line