How can it be that the very thing which created us
Would be the very thing to tear us apart?
Distance.
Such a strong word whose strength is never known
Till it is lying next to you on the bed
Which you wish now that you'd never known.
Distance.
A reminder of the trains that come and go,
Stations and stations but there is always
A start and an end.
Distance.
It was fond when we were not together all the time.
When it is hard to get something, this person,
It makes it such a sweet, strong word.
You never realise the malice it carries
Till it becomes your bedfellow,
Till your partner becomes it in every way,
And even you, you diffuse at his touch and spread,
In every way, all away from him.
Distance.
The child we gave birth to unknowingly.
The one we let live while the others starved.
Where are all the little things?
How do you I get you back?
I'm so scared of this distance that I cannot measure
In millimeters or light years,
All I know is I can't reach you.
Give me love.
Distance.
I've become a broken record playing a fake Ed Sheeran.
Give a little time to me or burn this out,
I'm tired of this hide and seek,
There is no turning it around,
But all I want
Is the taste of your lips on mine,
My my, my my, my...
Oh give me love.
