Still Be Around

I don't see you through the windshield I don't see you in faces looking back at me Alcohol doesn't have much that matters to say Can't imagine where you and time to kill will stay When the Bible is a bottle and the hardwood floor is home When morning comes twice a day or not at all If I break in two, will you put me back together? When this puzzle's figured out, will you still be around? To say, you've just been there walking the line upside down Walked and breathed many a cancerous mile Where the bat of an eye is too slow to beat the coffin And they won't tell it on the TV, they can't say it on the radio They pay to move it off the shelf and into our minds Till you can't tell the truth when it's right in front of your eyes When the Bible is a bottle, the hardwood floor is home When morning comes twice a day or not at all If I break in two, will you put me back together? When this puzzle's figured out, will you still be around? To say, just been there walking the line upside down