The Despair Factor
Along the path where the stream is talking,I breathe the mist and continue walkingThe wood, it whispers in a language of it's ownAs a sigh escaped my lips,I feel the light caress of fingertips thatSteal away the breath and leave me on my own
Waiting by the stairsWaiting, I despairWaiting, I despairWaiting by the stairs
My whole life is a dark roomOne big dark room
Do I hear the hollow sound,Footsteps resounding on this frozen ground,Or the familiar disappointmentOf the echoes of my own?
Waiting by the stairsWaiting, I despairWaiting, I despairWaiting by the stairs
Somehow I ended up here in between,Where there is always the comfort,Of knowing I'll never be seenWhen I fallWhen I fallI wait for just one touch,And I fall
Weightless, endless, faithless,I'll adore youA single touch, before I fadePainless, let me pass through