I shiver every time he says "I'm in touch with you"
The way I see it, there is a distance between or obstacles he's eager -or feels like his emotions give him no other choice- to cross, to reach his love. It's amazing how the words make me picture it, when he says "every turn is torture thought" -like he loses he sleep, and tosses and turns every night thinking of her and suffering from the heartache ("every kicking of the drum").
It seems like for some reason they can't be together so what's enough for him is to keep her in his life, maybe as a friend ("let's fill these hours and kill desire"). Maybe sometimes he is tempted to give in to desire ("let's kill these hours and fill desire") but then thinks that "it's enough for now, we're in touch".
He is probably willing to take risks to reach her ("setting sail...") but on the other hand, he 's not so optimistic about it ("...to get wrecked, of course"). He loses himself but knows where he has to get.
And anyway the conclusion is that there is only one way for him, everything he does, he does for his love. So he isn't lost although he often feels like he is. He'll play all his cards until there's no hope left.
I shiver every time he says "I'm in touch with you"
The way I see it, there is a distance between or obstacles he's eager -or feels like his emotions give him no other choice- to cross, to reach his love. It's amazing how the words make me picture it, when he says "every turn is torture thought" -like he loses he sleep, and tosses and turns every night thinking of her and suffering from the heartache ("every kicking of the drum"). It seems like for some reason they can't be together so what's enough for him is to keep her in his life, maybe as a friend ("let's fill these hours and kill desire"). Maybe sometimes he is tempted to give in to desire ("let's kill these hours and fill desire") but then thinks that "it's enough for now, we're in touch". He is probably willing to take risks to reach her ("setting sail...") but on the other hand, he 's not so optimistic about it ("...to get wrecked, of course"). He loses himself but knows where he has to get. And anyway the conclusion is that there is only one way for him, everything he does, he does for his love. So he isn't lost although he often feels like he is. He'll play all his cards until there's no hope left.