Bottle
Ready for a call
Blue light in your footprints
Walking so politely
Take a trip to the lake
Try and reach the ocean
You won't look at my crooked neck
You only look at the sky
You can't touch my golden hands
You can only watch as I drown myself again
A city underground, lit by the insects
Drowned in shadows
submerged in the ocean
Sneaking home at the end of the night
Leaving trails of ice
Take it from the ground, put it all in a bottle
Blue light in your footprints
Walking so politely
Take a trip to the lake
Try and reach the ocean
You won't look at my crooked neck
You only look at the sky
You can't touch my golden hands
You can only watch as I drown myself again
A city underground, lit by the insects
Drowned in shadows
submerged in the ocean
Sneaking home at the end of the night
Leaving trails of ice
Take it from the ground, put it all in a bottle
Credits
Writer(s): Gus Green, Cameron Winter, Foster Hudson
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