All Despair

In the dark I hear the whisper

Crawling through the air

It tells me not to call sir or mister

That is all despair

And stars like freckles in a sky

Made of golden hair

Make me hear the whisper in the air

Make me hear the whisper in the air

I could feel sorry
I  only think sorry
About me
My whole life
Walk through the roses
And the posies
I feel cut with a knife
They are what all around
stop to adore
I stand there tainted
Like sorrow on crawl

In the dark I hear the whisper
Crawling through the air
It tells me not to call sir or mister
That is all despair
And stars like freckles in a sky
Made of golden hair
Make me hear the whisper in the air
Make me hear the whisper in the air


I could be sorry
That I feel like
A mask on parade
It is very pretty
But it's empty
And it joins a facade
Of the dimsy dazzle world
Made of glitter and affairs
Make me move on in despair

In the dark I hear the whisper

Crawling through the air

It tells me not to call sir or mister

That is all despair

And stars like freckles in a sky

Made of golden hair

Make me hear the whisper in the air

Make me hear the whisper in the air