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