Räuber

own composition, all voices sung and all instruments played by me, recorded and produced by me in my home studio on Logic Pro

Letters in the wind 

Letters on the floor near an empty bed
Folded dreams of words we left unsaid
Howling wind
It steals them one by one
Setting free what we could not outrun

Gone with the wind where memories bend
Never-send letters
A heartache won't mend
Across the field where the paper flies
The empty house holds our goodbyes

Oh, the ink has faded but the pain still stands
Every line written by trembling hands
The whispers echo through the hollow air
Pages torn
Scattered everywhere

Gone with the wind where memories bend
Never-send letters
A heartache won't mend
Across the field where the paper flies
The empty house holds our goodbyes

Would you read the words if they reached you?
Or let them burn in the sky's deep blue
The house creaks
A ghost of what we've done
Silent screams carried by the sun

Hhmmmmm

The field grows wild where the house once stayed
Shared promises now shadows that fray
Gone are the letters
The pain is the proof
The wind owns the story
The fragile truth

Hhmmmmm, hhmmmm



Letters in the Wind

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