Along the path where the stream is talking,
I breathe the mist and continue walking.
The wood, it whispers in a language of their own.
As a sigh escaped my lips,
I feel the light caress of fingertips that,
steal away the breath and leave me on my own.
Waiting by the stairs (Waiting, I despair)
Waiting, I despair (Waiting by the stairs)
My whole life is a dark room.
One big dark room.
Do I hear the hollow sound,
Footsteps resounding on this frozen ground,
Or the familiar disappointment of the echoes of my own?
Waiting by the stairs (Waiting I despair)
Waiting, I despair (Waiting by the stairs)
Waiting by the stairs (For redemption, for elation, for the time when I ascend)
Waiting, I despair (For the ecstasy, for the tragedy, for the point of my ascension)
Somehow I ended up here in between,
Where there is always the comfort,
Of knowing I'll never be seen.
When I fall
When I fall
I wait for just one touch,
And I fall
Weightless, endless,
Faithless, I'll adore you.
A single touch, before I fade.
Painless let me pa** through.
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