The Dear Hunter, Naive Thieves - The Collapse of the Great Tide Cliffs lyrics

I thought that I was framed front and center
But, I'm distant
And your depth of field is shallow

Low light turn to night
And all can be ignored blind eyes
Preoccupied
With the surface more than the core

Though my lens is cracked
Right down the center I saw you
And through shattered light
Your beauty remained flawless

Low light turn to night
And all can be ignored blind eyes
Preoccupied
With the surface more than the core