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Fingers trace the cracks in time
Shadows bend where they align
Midnight whispers lost in haze
The light goes many jagged ways.

The Light Goes Many Ways

The lyrics is belong to Kurdish poet  Hemen mokoriane 


￼ The nightingale with broken wings at the time of my bloom,
Only sends sighs into the hollow of my heart’s tomb.

I’m a Kurdish captive of Newroz dawn,
My soul is chained, in silent fire drawn.

A sparkless ember on Yalda’s night,
Awaiting a fate lost to the light.

The voiceless dove of a spring undone,
A colorless flower in the weeping sun.

In the corner of a barren, silent fest,
I’m a black-cloaked beauty at her best.

The vanished hand of my proud tribe’s grace,
The bitter scent of a love I chase.

At the grave of a forgotten martyr I cry,
A thirsty, twisted tree under a sunless sky.

I am the poet’s dusty, crumpled page,
A tomb-lit candle, a funeral stage.

I’m the bent reed of old songs’ sound,
A tainted blood, where bitter memories are found.

The flame-draped shawl of morning’s cry,
My father—a whisper, my son—a sigh.

Burnt wings of a moth in prayer’s flight,
Empty wineglass in a tavern of night.

The scent of rosemary from distant lands,
An out-of-tune instrument in unseen hands.

A broken rhythm on yellow hills’ bed,
Wounded, sick—what pain can I shed?

The last sunbeam of autumn’s flame,
An aged, bitter poet with no name.

So how can I tell you what I am?
Even I doubt whether I truly am.

The broken wings

[Verse]
I've walked the road of shadows, worn by my own shame,
Carried the heavy burden, pointed no one else to blame.
The years I spent in darkness, Lord, I paid a sinner's price,
'Til You reached out in mercy, became my sacrifice.

[Chorus]
Oh, Jesus, how could You take my place?
With all my sins, and all my disgrace.
Your love's the light that breaks my chains,
Thank You, Lord, for enduring my pain.

[Verse 2]
I knelt beside the river, where truth will always flow,
I watched my reflection tremble, as my spirit turned to glow.
The scars upon Your body, the crown that split Your brow,
It humbled this lost sinner, and I’m bowing here right now.

[Chorus]
Oh, Jesus, how could You take my place?
With all my sins, and all my disgrace.
Your love's the light that breaks my chains,
Thank You, Lord, for enduring my pain.

[Bridge]
I know I’ve been forgiven, but my heart still longs to pay,
For the gift You gave so freely, on that dark and dreadful day.
If I can live for You tomorrow, I’ll try to shine Your name,
Let this sinner’s life reflect Your grace through joy and deepest pain.

[Verse 3]
So I’ll sing to the heavens, a prayer you’ll always hear,
For the mercy and the kindness You showed through every tear.
I was lost but now I’m steady, and all because of You,
My Savior, my Redeemer, my old life starts anew.


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Born, raised and founded in North London, Louis’ songs are chapters straight out of his lived experiences, sometimes raw, sometimes funny, and always honest, all underpinned by infectious melodic hooks.

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