The photo albums filled with pictures and strips of negative space Clean enough to see the scenes, plain as daylight on our faces Easier to trace the constellation beauty marks, when all your brightest (?) aren't used to life outside the dark Lose yourself, Drift to that horizon, lie in silence (?), find a place that's safe enough to lose their voices -- cry Exits winding, complex and all the lines getting bent from steps like minute hands that ride the spiral til it ends Could it be that we were both lost, impatiently tossed out We need to be found before we hit the ground I close my eyes, stop my heart from beating extreme..like maybe you would come back to me if I stopped breathin You love the withered roses, I hold you in my arms You kiss my fingertips and rest ya head inside my palm It seems so simple inside of the walls we built to keep the sun from seeping in
-We were lost in the distance- Plastic lines are sharp as knives, they'll cut your heart and bleed it dry Hear a secret, tell a lie Touch the morning, kiss the sky -Plastic lines brought us back -- Plastic lines are sharp as knives, they'll cut your heart and bleed it dry Hear a secret, tell a lie Touch the morning, kiss the sky (repeat x 2)
Plastic lines brought us back We were lost in the distance Plastic lines brought us back
If you were lost in the city, in the sky, I would carry my wings in my back pocket and fly Forget to walk and then try--to touch my tongue to the tip of the sun Like nobody ever told me that it couldn't be done If you were lost in the city, in the sky, I would carry my wings in my back pocket and fly Forget to walk and then try--to touch my tongue to the tip of the sun Like nobody ever told me that it couldn't be done
We were lost in the distance Plastic lines brought us back We were lost in the distance Plastic lines brought us back
-We were lost in the distance- Plastic lines are sharp as knives, they'll cut your heart and bleed it dry Hear a secret, tell a lie Touch the morning, kiss the sky -Plastic lines brought us back -- Plastic lines are sharp as knives, they'll cut your heart and bleed it dry Hear a secret, tell a lie Touch the morning, kiss the sky (repeat x 2)
We were lost in the distance Plastic lines brought us back