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This song is by Half Way To Nowhere.

A line in the dirt, a figure of nothingness.
And no- it doesn't hurt,
But I feel like nothing, so far away,
And I cry, waiting at night,
Because I can't trust my own deficiencies...

Well don't stop, and don't wait for me to follow,
I'll be there, if I'm not, there's only me to blame.
For I know that your heart is with me always,
I am nothing, nothing without your name...

I reach up, a father to his child,
I fall down, a faithless soul.
My heart stops in restless anticipation,
I can't reach your hand,
Well it's so far away!...

Adam made from nothing, man made from dirt and sand, but how bad can nothing be when it's formed by your own hand?

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