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.