Produced by Mark Xenophontos 

Lyrics by Mark Xenophontos 

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I've been waiting my whole life... for something that stays...

Trapped inside the verdict in my head
You were there before I even asked
Tore right through the lie I called a life
The only voice that never took a cut
I was seven on my bedroom floor
Hands together, begging at the ceiling
I had no name for what I needed
But You were listening all along

I kept waking up further from the start
Counting every mile I lost
When everything felt like a warning
You arrived like the first frost

Only one, before all time
You're the handprint on my chest
You're the only thing I've chased
That didn't leave me less than whole
You never left
I know that now
I'm finally coming home

I know what rots a man from the center
I let it in and let it stay

Part of me was waiting for the ambush
Part of me kept crawling from the dead
Desire still whispers through the vents
Dressed in everything I thought I wanted
I never went looking for the trap
But I've been the target all my life

I kept waking up further from the start
Forgetting what it meant to feel certain
When I was running out of road
You arrived like the first frost

Only one, before all time
You're the handprint on my chest
You're the only thing I've chased
That didn't leave me less than whole
You never left
I know that now
I'm finally coming home

Is it hunger or is it grief?
I stopped knowing long ago
All I know is something's pressing
Thumbs against my throat
But You steady what's been shaking
You quiet what's been screaming
You're the only ground I've found
Since I remember being whole
I'm done running

I've been LYING
I've been DEAF
I won't let the rot take what is LEFT
I've been RUNNING
I've been BLIND
But You were with me all this TIME
NO MORE

Only one, before all time
You're the handprint on my chest
You're the only thing I needed
That didn't cost me who I am
You never left
You never will
I'm finally coming home


I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home
I'm finally coming home

Something that stays...




Handprint

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ب جان منت پذیر وو حق گذارم 

UK and Cyprus-based songwriter and producer crafting melodies that bridge worlds. My music springs from life's raw experiences—the highs, the lows, and the moments of clarity in between.

Drawing inspiration from the Mediterranean shores of Cyprus and the rich musical heritage of the UK, I weave stories of faith, resilience, and hope into every track. My songs are conversations—honest reflections on the journey, celebrations of life's beauty, and reminders that even in our darkest moments, light finds a way.

When you listen to my music, you're not just hearing songs—you're experiencing chapters of a shared human story, one that acknowledges our struggles while embracing the possibility of tomorrow.

Join me as we explore what it means to live authentically, to believe in something greater, and to find meaning in both the extraordinary and the everyday.

Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/3wJqKpRbynq7zSGnUFKSbC?si=0zRMaDHkQCysUl5ZLx3uRQ

Bandcamp: https://markxenophontos.bandcamp.com/

Handprint

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