cold air, Distant Eastern Glare
a gleam runs in my eye
it feels like nothing
fresh air, refreshed and then divined
a chill runs down my spine
it feels like nothing
come to me, out from the glare
you`re so adored, you`re so adored
come back to me, out from the glare
you`re so adored, you`re so adored
that dark, that frozen Distant Glare
reach straight to me
it feels like nothing
these hands melt then disengage
what is this and that?
It feels like nothing