How To Start A Fire - Further Seems Forever

If you insist on pictures of shorelines 
then i insist on pages of your lines 
meant for me, to be sent to me. 
remember watching the storms from the lifeguard stand 
remember feeling the tingling in my fingertips, when i touch your lips 
and i recall how you sat on the same side of me 
it always seemed that you'd always be on my side, you're my best side. 
and it's early June so the sand's still dry and you have got the boldest eyes 
and I can't help but think it's right 
that inside you it's me i'll find 
and i'm still waiting... 
and it's early June so the sand's still dry and the storm off shore's not far behind 
and i'm still waiting...i'm still waiting 
and sometimes we don't say a thing for a long while 
and the ships off shore hold stories that we'd make 
and sometimes we are held at bay by these miles 
but less of you is more than i can take. 
and the moments that we've shared could last a lifetime 
and the faith i have in us will keep you near 
but several hundred miles placed in between us 
means several hundred words be sent by mail. 
i hope this letter finds you well.