Testo Faraway

We both can see with our backs on the floor
Sharing this room doesn't work anymore
I was thinking maybe you could find a place where we can go to be alone
I can barely breathe, my claustrophobic dreams are making me a dirty boy

Oh we walked away
Far Away
Far Away
Red colored beads, on the beds in my room
Reflect the trees that we stole from the poem
I was finding ways that we could get away even for a week or two
Drive to the cascade
Wake up some dirty place
We can't even feel the rain

Oh we walked away
Far Away
Far Away

Oh we walked away
Far Away
Far Away
Oh we walked away
Far Away
Far Away