"A Distant Life" lyrics

"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 word's in vain
A distant love
Is worth its weight in pain
And I'm in spite 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


Writer(s): Cathal Roper, Damien Tuit, Diarmuid Brennan, Gabriel Paschal Blake, James McGovern
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