Red Sea - Asobi Seksu

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