Notin But Net by Canaan Lopez Lyrics

You fall
So slow and delicate
Over my vision
And all
To show the benefit
Of repetition

In stumbling over you each time we meet
A wish to call a truce and wipe it clean
We'll wipe it clean

The moon, hung low
It's elegant
How i look to you
So soon, you go
No hesitance
Our curtain falls so blue