The call was made to seperate locked lovers
He said, "There's an aching in my bones, I'll have you know...But i'll go,
if i need to, if you want we could stop talking soon..."

6 months 12 days to reach closed doors
Almost two hundred miles to your ocean shores

And now your beauty's left this hungry ego lonely and sore

1 6 4 days the longest phase of wake for me
As in no sleep, as in anxieties, as in my skin burning with miseries
Its challenging when I can only sleep when hurting from your leaving after

6 months 12 days and reaching closed doors
Almost two hundred miles to your ocean shores

Now your beauty's left this hungry ego lonely and sore