Crooked Lines

Underneath the lightfields
Near a wall of water
You can put your head down here
Forget all you fought for
Gotta learn to give
Gotta learn to live
Crooked lines

See the day reappearing
Bright light like butter
You can say we're faking
Athens or Sparta
Gotta learn to give
Gotta learn to live
Gotta learn to breathe
Gotta learn to leave
Crooked lines