These sta(i)rs

I see these stairs in front of me

Where'd they come from?

I start to climb them again.

Why not?

Halfway through

Or a quarter

Or 3 quarters

Who can tell?

I can't see you anymore.

Not again

I thought I had it this time.

The stars will have to wait once more

As these stairs are eternal

Everlasting.

Waiting for the right steps

The right footsteps

The right rhythm

That melody that sings so loud no can hear it at times.

Except you.

Except you.