We carried our own weather through the door And shook the heavy winter to the floor Every face a map of different miles Trading in our armor for a quiet kind of smile Just strangers in the shadows standing still Until the empty spaces started to fill Look at all the overlapping lines Drawing out a sudden, new design Where the frayed edges weave into a net The strongest kind of shelter we have met We’re leaving all the lonely roads behind Caught in these overlapping lines The distance in the room began to break With every little piece we chose to take From the pockets of the coats we used to wear To build a fire out of nothing but the air We laid our patchwork stories on the ground And listened to the comfort of the sound Look at all the overlapping lines Drawing out a sudden, new design Where the frayed edges weave into a net The strongest kind of shelter we have met We’re leaving all the lonely roads behind Caught in these overlapping lines It isn't just one story anymore We left the heavy burdens at the door The threshold is a memory in the gray The clearing is a place for us to stay Every crossing path is holding up the roof The sanctuary built upon the truth Pull the stitches tight Let the voices blend The overlapping lines Where the isolation ends Where the breathing can begin
