Stistrup - Folds Lyrics

Taking all the folds
And oblitirate them all
Soon you will hold
The single line you want

Taking all the folds
And oblitirate them all
Soon you will hold
The single line you want

And so you stop
And try to filter the lights so the
Colors you adore will
Blind you even more
It pierces a hole through the
Iris to your core
But don't eradicate
What haunts you

So you take just a sip of the cleanest of air
And momentarily you levitate
Higher than expected and your fealing so eager to fly higher still
Listening in to the softest of sounds
And try to isolate them one by one
Will this ever, will this ever, will this ever turn into the time we

Take just a sip of the cleanest of air
And momentarily you levitate
Higher than expected and your fealing so eager to fly higher still
Listening in to the softest of sounds
And try to isolate them one by one
Will this ever, will this ever, will this ever turn into the time we knew