GCSS __ THE ASCENT - Intro

I walk like a free spirit, no chains on my skin,
But some days I feel hunted by the life I never lived.
No kids, no anchors, no hands pulling me back -
But sometimes I’m scared of the silence in my tracks.

Everyone thinks I’m drifting ’cause I wanna be alone,
But they don’t hear the weight in the marrow of my bones.
They don’t know the war between my chest and my mind,
They just smile and say I’m “different”… and leave me behind.

I give strength to others, but I’m running out myself,
Holding people up while my own soul’s on the shelf.

I’m a free spirit with no place to land,
A ghost in the crowd with a fire in my hand.
I’m the one they call when they’re breaking apart,
But I’ve got no one to call when it’s dark in my heart.
I’m the shelter - but where’s my own?
A lighthouse for others, but I’m sinking alone.

I think too deep for the ones who say they care,
They hear my words but never breathe the same air.
They don’t see the visions spinning under my skin,
They just hear “strange” - never ask what’s within.

And sometimes I worry that the freedom I chose
Will bite me someday when the night wind blows.
Maybe I’ll age with no echo of my name,
No kid to remember the fire in my flame.

I’m a free spirit with no place to land,
A ghost in the crowd with a fire in my hand.
I’m the one they call when they’re breaking apart,
But I’ve got no one to call when it’s dark in my heart.
I’m the shelter - but where’s my own?
A lighthouse for others, but I’m sinking alone.

And if I fall someday…
will anyone know?
Will anyone say my name…
when the lights get low?

FREE SPIRIT WITH NO PLACE TO LAND

The weight I carry alone

Shades of the fall

Hit to wake the soul

Dark rock

Melancholic fire. 

Two halves of the same soul.

Hope and rage. 

Light and shadow.



Dualism is the key.

This is Bullywave.

Enjoy the ride.

🖤