Recorded live at Empty Sea Studios in Seattle, WA. Engineered by Michael Connoly.

Lyrics

Everybody’s mother’s turning to another’s daughter
who is turning to her father, who is turning to his son
Now his son is turning to his mother
another father, sister, brother
Turn into yourself or everyone

Everything is turning black or turning white
turning wrong or turning right everything I say
As I open up my mouth to speak
the words get lost the colors bleed
and all my blues are turning into greys

Yeah we all toe the line
I’ll cross into your heart if you’ll cross into mine
too busy turning out to turn into

Everything that we receive is turning into make believe
and everything is turning into you, you, you
turning out and turning in
we do without and do within
turning circles till our turning is through

Yeah, we all toe the line
I’ll cross into your heart if you’ll cross into mine
too busy turning out to turn into

Toe the line
I’ll cross into your heart if you’ll cross into mine
too busy turning out to turn into