Текст песни From Afar - Tom Day , Monsoonsiren

You left the room at 12am
Fireworks rose while we were overspent
You clasped it all and down we went
Cheap hotel, nine thousand was the rent

Still I know
What i pine for

These consequences are mine
Oh, the ills of a fickle mind

Still I know
What i pine for

We're splintering apart
We're lovers from Afar