There are twelve hours, there's a day between us

You called to say you're sorry in your own way

There are oceans and waves and wires between us

And you called to say you're getting older

Sometimes, planes, they crash up in the sky

Sometimes, lonely hearts, they just get lonelier

How did you survive all those fires and floods?

How did you survive your insufferable friends?

It was the plough that broke the western plains

And it's just, my heart gets rejected by my veins

And sometimes, planes, they crash up in the sky

And sometimes, lonely hearts, they just get lonelier

And lonelier, and lonelier, and lonelier