All The Luck In The World - Contrails

[Intro]
We've grown too quickly with open flaws and lack of grief
You have broken into me
You are the best kind of thief
The less we know, the more we seek

[Verse 1]
In these halls, I take you in the morning mint and your summer skin
Your summer skin
I can read the books under your arms, in your eyes
Sleepless, we wait to arrive, only to leave
The less we know, the more we seek

[Verse 2]
We're the undeveloped film in tourist's clothes
We're the keepsakes and souvenirs resting beneath the folds
These forgotten reminders, emblematic of everything
That we are and we will be, or of 'almost's and 'could have been's

[Chorus]
The less we know, the more we seek
The less we know, the more we seek
The more we seek in every loss, there's discovery

[Outro]
We just caught the tail end of a last call
You made it better for a short time
Standing in a long line
Weve grown too quickly with open flaws and lack of grief
The less we know, the more we seek
And our lines uncrossed are the quiet crimes of the richest thieves

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