Waiting for the call that never will arrive
Blue
Waiting for some small hope to survive
Lips turning gray
I cannot exist upon some small hope
I resist the lure, that something will happen
That can keep me afloat
I am sinking into the depths
Of the darkness that calls me
It embraces me fully
While my memories haunt me
There is nothing I can do
To keep from falling now
There are costs that are due
That life won’t allow me to pay
Blue
Lips turning gray
Blue
Floating in the morass
Blue
I’ll be there to stay
