A YEAR IN THE FIRE.

RURAL INTERNET IS:
CHARLOTTE
doin' fine
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RURAL INTERNET - CIRCUS (FEAT. STOMACH BOOK)

Ode To Treading Water And Passive Ideation - Jibral

according to all known laws of aviation bees should not be able to fly / JIBRAL REUPLOAD

quickstep down the liffey pirouette until your lungs give out // JIBRAL REUPLOAD

tightrope walking // JIBRAL REUPLOAD

my anchor is made of blood (JIBRAL REUPLOAD)

whereupon, they passed on a short day (waste it) (JIBRAL REUPLOAD)

STOMACH BOOK - Ode

STOMACH BOOKK- OUR STORY

STOMACH BOOK - greetings from oblivion we hope to see you soon!

Faded frames around me, empty rooms we used to fill
Soft light folds across the floor where your shadow once stayed
Every quiet morning used to circle back to your voice
Now the air against my tongue feels colder than before

All the signs you carried still echo through my chest
Every trace you offered keeps pulling at my bones

Walking past our places makes my breathing slow
Every step reminds me how far you drifted off

All my fallen moments keep sinking under glass
Every part of living turns hollow as it fades

Every picture blurring into shapes I cannot hold
All these drifting colors slipping out of reach

I take a walk outside and watch the daylight break apart
Children laugh around me while something in me shuts
Thoughts keep spinning corners never meant to bend
I turn and turn inside myself until the warmth drops away

Oh
Ah
Ooh

Now my open hands shake around the things we lost
Everything we built falls silent in my mind
Every tender memory cracks under the weight
All the light you carried moves where I cannot go

All the love gone quiet leaves the whole world dim
Every trace you left keeps carving through me
All the hopes we planned fall deeper into night
Every breath I take feels older than before
All the days ahead look faded from the start
Everything I see turns darker without you

All the broken pieces keep circling inside
Every small reminder cuts sharper as it stays
All the gentle moments drift where I cannot stand beside them

I know you will find a brighter life somewhere beyond my sky
I know you will rise like a star in someone else’s night
I know you belong to a world that does not include me now

All my fallen moments

Ode To Treading Water And Passive Ideation - Jibral

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