Plastic Lines Feat. Alicia Wiley

The photo album was filled with pictures and strips and negative space
 Clean enough to see the seams, plain as daylight on our faces
 Lose yourself
 Drift to that horizon, lined with silence
 Find a place that's safe enough to lose their voices, cry
 Exits winding, complex in all the lines getting bent
 Footsteps like gritted hands that ride the spiral 'til it ends
 Could it be that we were both lost and patiently tossed out
 And need to be found before we hit the ground
 I closed my eyes, stopped my heart from beating midstream
 Like maybe you would come back to me if I stopped breathing
 You love the withered roses, I hold you in my arms
 You kiss my fingertips and rest your head inside my palm
 It seems so simple inside of the walls
 We built to keep the sun from seeping in
 Alisha Wiley (Joe Horton)
 We were lost in the distance
 (Plastic lines, the sharpest knives will cut your heart and bleed it dry.)
 (Hear a secret, tell a lie. Touch the Moon and kiss the sky)
 Plastic lines brought us back
 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, the sharpest knives will cut your heart and bleed it dry.)
 (Hear a secret, tell a lie. Touch the Moon and kiss the sky)
 Plastic lines brought us back