I can feel the words Digging through my skin Can you hear my voice? Is it reaching you louder now? I have never wanted to disappear Quite like this before O' the long and distant despair O' the long and distant despair (All these mistaken years I still visit that old home of ours Just to see the withered structure) And if tonight My soul may find her peace In sleep I'll sink, in sleep I'll sink And in the morning wake Like the new day Will you remember my face? Though the years have washed you thin I'm still holding on to your promises Promise me, promise me You'll remember When your hours turn to violet Promise me, promise me You'll remember When your hours turn to violet All these mistaken years I still visit that old home of ours Just to see the withered structure And I'm holding on with these broken hands O' the long and distant despair The loneliness we share I was reaching out I was holding on Just to feel your grace once more O' the long and distant despair The loneliness we share I was reaching out I was holding on Just to feel your grace once more O' the long and distant despair The loneliness we share I was reaching out I was holding on Just to feel your grace once more O' the long and distant despair The loneliness we share I was reaching out I was holding on Just to feel your grace once more