Red Sea

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