Zach Hill - Astrological Straits lyrics

When they got back they could breathe underwater From racing the black cat and letting it win They summoned the moon from the sky into the apartment And frequented tunnels that don't have an end How low can this really know? How slow can this all go? How fast can the gra** grow? How far out did you wanna go? It cut my throat on the curve of the earth Took me apart, see how it works Out in the era with eyes in the back of its head Back on the ground, can't remember what they said How low will this really know? How slow can this go? And how fast can the gra** grow? How far out did you wanna go? Past your league, that force is free And the tropic of shakes can erase the state Your style has no tomorrow Astrological straits changing your pace I can get lost and get found Fall in the woods, no one's around I don't make a sound If i get lost i get found Except for in town People get lost and get found Fall on the street, make a big sound Everyone's around People get lost and get found They don't make a sound We could get lost and get found Fall in the woods, don't make a sound No one's around If we get lost we'll get found No one's around Thinking Thinking You're thinking it through while living through you Living What are you thinking? Senses So out of bounds, your head hits the ground Rolling Senses Stonewashed So lost Talk to myself and bite off my nails Breathe, breathe, breathe Breathe deep When they came back they could breathe underwater From racing the black cat and letting it win When they came back they could breathe underwater I can get lost and get found I can get lost and get found Fall in the woods, not make a sound I can get lost and get found If i get lost i get found How low does this really know? How slow can it go? How fast can the gra** show? How far out did you go? How low can this really know? How slow can this really go? Cutting your teeth on the curve of the earth Cut you apart, for what it's worth Out in the era with eyes in the back of it's head Back on the ground, hold you to everything you've said It cut my throat on the curve of the earth Took me apart, see what it's worth Out in the era with eyes in the back of it's head Back on the ground, can't remember what they've said Back on the ground, can't remember what they've said How low can this really know? How slow can it all go? How fast can the past show? Where did everyone go?