Callers Bloodless Ties
You are my friend
A cause for course
You are my heart for which to bend
All of my time spent scheming
How's the space between
Between our bloodless ties
Our congressed lives
It really doesn't matter at all
When we swear, we score our throats
In my mind I picture us aboard a plane
I found a book
A fuel for places
What would you think about a time
Spending our lives arriving at another realized
Motion in our minds
When we swear, we score our throats
In my mind I picture us aboard a plane
