It's only finger-lengths that I see

I know I've posted a ton of videos lately but... I think it keeps things interesting when I have no flow of being creative. I watched the trailer for Dear John a million more times tonight. (HERE is the trailer if you are interested in watching it. Highly recommended)
I was very excited to hear one of my new favorite songs, "Set Fire to the Third Bar" by Snow Patrol in the preview. (HERE is the music video if you are interested.)
I love this song. I heard it a while back and it hit home with the current situation.

"Set The Fire To The Third Bar"
Snow Patrol (feat. Martha Wainwright)

I find the map and draw a straight line
Over rivers, farms, and state lines
The distance from 'A' to where you'd be
It's only finger-lengths that I see
I touch the place where I'd find your face
My fingers in creases of distant dark places

I hang my coat up in the first bar
There is no peace that I've found so far
The laughter penetrates my silence
As drunken men find flaws in science

Their words mostly noises
Ghosts with just voices
Your words in my memory
Are like music to me

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
I, I pray that something picks me up
And sets me down in your warm arms

After I have travelled so far
We'd set the fire to the third bar
We'd share each other like an island
Until exhausted, close our eyelids
And dreaming, pick up from
The last place we left off
Your soft skin is weeping
A joy you can't keep in

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
And I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms

I'm miles from where you are,
I lay down on the cold ground
and I, I pray that something picks me up
and sets me down in your warm arms