KH drove a white chariot
Down to the scene of the crime
Duty-bound, bound and determined
To arrive in the nick of time
Then the word spread, sad like a river
Into the fading light
He was lost, gone forever
There’d be no 10-79 tonight
In denial ‘cause it makes no sense
Crossing the yellow line
90 miles and a hard stone fence
Crossing the yellow line
Hawk eye and a photographic memory
His skills were second to none
He was never a loner
But love always left him alone
So imagine our joy and delight
When things started going his way
And he found true love and a family
All on his wedding day
So what’s the measure of a man, sir?
Crossing the yellow line
There doesn’t seem to be an answer
Crossing the yellow line
I stare at all the cards and flowers
And what was I hoping to find?
It steals away, hour after hour
Crossing the yellow line
That’s the story of this son, brother
Husband, father and friend
90 miles and a hard stone fence
Don’t make for a happy end
But it won’t fade the memories
Of times we share no more
For he loved the Lord and I know he dwells
For evermore and evermore and evermore
Can you where he’s gone to?
Now he’s crossed to the other side
To One that I can sing a song to
Crossed to the other side
Life is short and there’s no room
For sin or selfish pride
Like the faithful at the empty tomb
He’s crossed to the other side
California group Floral combines dizzying guitar work with frenetic drumming for head-spinning, deeply complex post-rock. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 19, 2020