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
