| Song | The Divide |
| Artist | Grace Potter and the Nocturnals |
| Album | The Lion The Beast The Beat |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Looking out across the coast | |
| Can’t find the divide | |
| Maybe the ocean is a ghost | |
| Living in the horizon | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| As I count the miles | |
| From the city lines | |
| No I’m not running | |
| I’m just stealing time | |
| If I don’t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What’s on the other side | |
| I can’t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide | |
| I drove a lonely distance | |
| Till the road turned to fire | |
| The night smoothing in around me | |
| But I’m not tired | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| Shadows win the fight against the heat, oh | |
| The lines are glowing now? | |
| And I can’t tell the lion from the beast | |
| If I don’t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What’s on the other side | |
| I can’t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide |
| Looking out across the coast | |
| Can' t find the divide | |
| Maybe the ocean is a ghost | |
| Living in the horizon | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| As I count the miles | |
| From the city lines | |
| No I' m not running | |
| I' m just stealing time | |
| If I don' t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What' s on the other side | |
| I can' t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide | |
| I drove a lonely distance | |
| Till the road turned to fire | |
| The night smoothing in around me | |
| But I' m not tired | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| Shadows win the fight against the heat, oh | |
| The lines are glowing now? | |
| And I can' t tell the lion from the beast | |
| If I don' t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What' s on the other side | |
| I can' t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide |
| Looking out across the coast | |
| Can' t find the divide | |
| Maybe the ocean is a ghost | |
| Living in the horizon | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| As I count the miles | |
| From the city lines | |
| No I' m not running | |
| I' m just stealing time | |
| If I don' t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What' s on the other side | |
| I can' t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide | |
| I drove a lonely distance | |
| Till the road turned to fire | |
| The night smoothing in around me | |
| But I' m not tired | |
| And my heart beats fast | |
| Shadows win the fight against the heat, oh | |
| The lines are glowing now? | |
| And I can' t tell the lion from the beast | |
| If I don' t go | |
| How will I ever know | |
| What' s on the other side | |
| I can' t tell the wheel from the road | |
| Or the sea from the sky | |
| I gotta find, | |
| I gotta find | |
| Find the divide |