A Distant Life

The salt taste of your mouth

The small pockets of love

The moment I catch you

Come on top like a dove

The price we pay for connection

In a distant life

The chance of making a living

No loving night after night

I take your compliments with me

I pack 'em tight on my chest

Leaving home again kills

I kiss your head like a crest

Looked twice into my own mirror

On second glance I'm myself

Cut the tension with scissors

I leave the knife on the shelf

The price we pay for connection

In a distant life

The salt taste of your mouth

The small pockets of love

The moment I catch you

Come on top like a dove

The price we pay for connection

In a distant life

The chance of making a living

No loving night after night

With all that said

No words in vain

Our distant love is worth its weight in pain

And on the spine of my promise I'll carve your name

The salt taste of your mouth

The small pockets of love

The moment I catch you

Come on top like a dove

The price we pay for connection

In a distant life

The chance of making a living

No loving night after night

We're alright