These lyrics just clicked suddenly.



A hundred days have made me older
Since the last time that I saw your pretty face
A thousand lies have made me colder
And I don't think I can look at this the same
But all the miles that separate
Disappear now when I'm dreaming of your face
I'm here without you baby
But you're still on my lonely mind
I think about you baby
And I dream about you all the time


the unpredictability of life and the cruelty of someone just being taken away.
or very simply to put it, facing with the fact of death.