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In the whispering winds of the open plains,
The ghosts of the past still call my name.
A cradle of frost, where the birch trees weep,
And echoes of laughter now buried deep.

The earth remembers, though hearts forget,
The songs of a time we cannot reset.
Footsteps linger on frozen ground,
But no warmth of home is ever found.


Shadows of the field, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.


A soldier’s march, the hollow drum,
Marks the path of those who won’t come.
The fields once golden, now silent and still,
Harvested not by hands, but by will.

Eyes that have seen too much to see,
Yearn for the child they used to be.
In the smoke of war, all roads converge,
But to no true home, we emerge.

Shadows of the land, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.

The folk songs rise in the crackling hearth,
Binding the missing to their place of birth.
Yet every refrain is a haunting chord,
A lament for the life we can’t relive.

The snow falls heavy, the night grows long,
Carrying whispers of an ancient song.
The faces around me blur and fade,
Like echoes from the choices made.


Shadows of the homeland, where dreams fade to gray,
A world of lost faces, just memories stay.
Déjà vu like a chill in my veins,
The old days return, but never the same.


In the distance, a fire, a flicker of light,
But the cold grips tighter in the depth of night.
The shadows stretch long; the dark never ends,
And I wonder—will the lost ever mend?

Shadows In The Wind

https://soundcloud.com/nada909/no_flowers

welcome to my funeral

Please Love Me Baby

Gazin' at You

1 I AM ENOUGH (396 HZ)

Love is Real

Official music video:
https://youtu.be/tHXBdGquUDE?si=en3tuDHn5tFi7BDg


Lyrics

I'm not there.
Not really.
Not really there.
Into space.
I'm looking.
At something,
Not seeing,
Looking in.
Looking in.
Watching.
Waiting.

I imagine.
She says it looks weird,
When I do that.
But hey.
It's cosy.
My default.
Endlessly.
Always new.
And life.
Outside.
Is tiring.

So tiring.
You know.

[instrumental]

In my head, I'm alive.
Swimming.
Stretching.
Building.
Solving.
But I know,
It's a balance.
And a goal.
Not entirely without merit.

Yeah.

I'm not really there.
Into space,
At any thing,
But not seeing,
Looking in.
And without.

In my head, I'm alive.
Swimming.
Stretching.
Building.
Solving.
But I know,
It's a balance.
And a goal,
Not entirely without merit.

Looking In

Mama please don't leave us

Under the stars

PRODUCTIVITY SEARCH - WHEN PERFORMANCE DETERMINES VALUE

“In the belief that I have to be constantly productive in order to have a right to exist, I have forgotten to simply BE.”

Love is Real

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