14 quiet days
these hours just slept in your place
white sand and a vague
sense of youth
how can i get through
it's a violent truth
that I'm like you
16 lonely hours
no sun or depth
15 dreams of you all alone
but still far from reach
crosses traced in white sand
it's a violent truth
that I'm like you
you said the first time was so perfect
but the rest was all just wrong
you said there too many gone too long
these hours just slept in your place
white sand and a vague
sense of youth
how can i get through
it's a violent truth
that I'm like you
16 lonely hours
no sun or depth
15 dreams of you all alone
but still far from reach
crosses traced in white sand
it's a violent truth
that I'm like you
you said the first time was so perfect
but the rest was all just wrong
you said there too many gone too long