i m shrouded in darkness i crouch in wasted years i linger i can t get through dazzled between far and near like the elegies relate to days beyond recall i linger in many memories and again i stumble through the back door seeing you a misty shadow i feel my repression i can t go on and again i am falling backwards tomorrow i ll be here again a silent mute of a black desire tomorrow i will be here again tomorrow i ll be here again be here again be here again i am tired of tears and laughter or what may come hereafter i m weary of days and hours desires dreams and powers although it makes me weep it s you i wanna keep 