I've been talking My brain's been absent from the start It's warm and this is new It's a plague on my withheld affection When it gets dark, dark, dark I'm lying alone Modesty tries our subversive speech Ill at ease in the same boat as you But you feel so out of reach And it's so dark, dark, dark This buffer I've built up is growing resoundingly lax I should learn how to look at you and you should learn how to relax This buffer I've built up is growing resoundingly lax I should learn how to look at you and you should learn how to relax I've been thinking, this distance doesn't mean anything There's a reason I am rapt assigned to every mile in between