When the owl breaks the light beam in
A nights dream ride.
Am i seeing in slow,
Am i driving too fast for the sound to
Finally break past time spent following
Straight lines to death.
Behind my eyes in a parallel sky she
Belongs in the shapes in the clouds
Try to take me to the grounded ones
Skyward
Try to take me to the grounded ones
Skyward
There's a fog that casts a
Planetary haze to hide the white lined
Aggression in our eyes.
In a season of collapsed lungs, there's
A dark holiday
In a season of collapsed lungs, there's
A dark holiday
When the owl breaks the light beam in
A nights dream ride.
Am i seeing in slow,
Am i driving too fast for the sound to
Finally break past time spent following
Straight lines to death.
There's a fog that casts a
Planetary haze to hide the white lined
Aggression in our eyes.
In our eyes.
Try to take me to the grounded ones
Skyward
In a season of collapsed lungs, there's
A dark holiday and we are following
Straight lines to death.
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