Exit 353

Produced By: Richard Swift

And when

I was the line

You were a light

Shining like some planet

You call home

Talking aloud

What's it about

The ending or beginning of a word

That was with me all along

I let go, you held strong

Are we all not lost in song

Feeding back until we're found

I was a line

Here on rewind

Living out the voices in my mind

Talking aloud

Distorted in sound

Are we are not stars here on the ground

You were with me all along

I let go, and you held strong

Are we all not lost in song

Feeding back until we're found

And in the golden hours hue

The darkest of the few

Was with me all along

And sewn into the sounds of joy

The forms of light collide

In the walls of my eyes

I was alone there

I was alone then

I was alone there

I was alone then

I was alone there

I was alone then