362 KM away, the only connection is through air

A ‘see you soon’ turned into towns apart, it’s far

I get it, fighting things you never cared about me

What is the trigger, whispers or family standards?

 

Do you remember the last time, a room in Vineta

Clean white sheets, food from service station, us

Half buried in blankets, eyes being fooled by Netflix

We both seemed happily relaxed after a cleanse

 

There’s a cypher in your eyes, I can’t see though you

Oh well, it is a coastal town, it is probably the fog

What about the perfected tone, I don’t pick up lies

I know, you are a saint. You probably never lied to me

 

I should use words to show love more often you said

Re-wiring myself from demonstrative to conversative

Learning to please with the mouth, sweet words. Hmm

Okay, as long as you get the same message, let’s chat