Owl

(albüm: A Types - 2004)

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

I'm so close to
To too far behind
I'm so close to
To too far behind

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