the long and short of

how many ways are there to spell Longing?

the atlantic was born today and i'll tell you how:
the clouds above opened up and let it out.

one, for when im right beside you but dare not touch you because we're not alone.

i was standing on the surface of a perforated sphere
when the water filled every hole.
and thousands upon thousands made an ocean,
making islands where no island should go.
oh no.

two, for when we say goodbye and all i really want is to be home with you.

those people were overjoyed; they took to their boats.
i thought it less like a lake and more like a moat.
the rhythm of my footsteps crossing flood lands
to your door have been silenced forever more.
the distance is quite simply much too far for me to row,
it seems further than ever before.
oh no.

three, for when im home waiting for your first message saying maybe i shouldnt have went home.

i need you so much closer,
i need you so much closer.

four, for when im waiting to hear from you every second i dont see you. five, for when i know we meet the next day. six, for when im just watching the corridors for you. seven, for when it starts all over again.

transatlanticism - death cab for cutie