Dans L'obscurité from Dans L'obscurité by Distant Hands

You’re drowning in guilt
Depression takes you down by the hilt
And I am the reason
Regardless of weather or season

But I can’t bow out
Despite the diffidence and doubt
While you hold the rope
Lower me down an endless slope

And you won’t let go
Though death would be better
And I can’t say no
I am the abettor

Your voice fills this space
I search the house but I can’t find the trace
I wanted to please you
And now I can’t even appease you (again)

In the darkness I will never see you
In the darkness of my heart
In the darkness you are not the one
In the darkness that I want

But you won’t let go
Though death would be sweeter
And I can’t say no
I am the defeater

And if we should meet
We’d be nothing more than strangers in the street
I wish I’d never woke up today
The air is thick with my naivety

• Americana
• Rock
• folk
• home recording
• indie
• lo-fi
• Panama City