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