A Distant Life

The salt taste of your mouth, the small pockets of love The moment I catch you, come on top like a dove The price we pay for connection in a distant life The chance of making a living or loving night after night I take your compliments with me, I pack 'em tight on my chest Leaving home again kills, I kiss your head like a crest Look twice into my own mirror on second glance at myself Cut the tension with scissors, I'll leave the knife on the shelf The price we pay for connection in a distant life The salt taste of your mouth, the small pockets of love The moment I catch you, come on top like a dove The price we pay for connection in a distant life The chance of making a living or loving night after night With all that said, no words in vain Our distant love is worth its weight in pain And on the spine of my promise I'll call your name The salt taste of your mouth, the small pockets of love The moment I catch you, come on top like a dove The price we pay for connection in a distant life The chance of making a living or loving night after night We're alright