Knowing The Things That I Know

Knowing the things that I know Tonight is no consellation So what we live on a globe And everyone I know is here right now on this sphere Alone You are far away On some end out in the water where the sun can't kiss you head to toe the air can get you hotter than I could I oughtn't even try Whenever I do the space gets wider in between us than before I'm staring out from deep across the bed Into our shelters we go shield us from the unbearably high sky shroud us in from what we know bandaged up from all the bleeding love and you don't even believe in outerspace equal to the rate at which you doubt my crying face and since you don't believe me should I cover up and fake it? or just sit here with your disbelief and know that I can take it?