My head's been gone for days, growing distances.
My body’s lying still, lying flat on crooked surfaces,
and I dream of the ocean far away,
the sun and the stars, of you and me.
Blinded by the flash of images,
twisted mind in deepening.
And the distances they disappear
while I'm dreaming of you that smile on your face.
And while I feel you on my skin and in my chest,
there's nothing in the world that could replace this.
And it will never be fair the way we wanted it,
further we'll separate the warmth from the memories,
our friends and family who keep us here,
and the closer we'll get to where we begin.
And it seems that every time I die is every time you go away…
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