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Song: The Lonely Tree - The Lonely Trees
Credit goes to the owner of the music (@thelonelytrees)

“For My Next Trick” x The Lonely Tree

a mans dream. griffith

We sat in a small wooded grove on a broken log down the street from where you used to live. While we sat there observing you, I thought to myself...

"He took an unsmoked cigar, put it on a balance and weighed it. He smoked the cigar, carefully tapping the ashes into the balance pan. When he finished, he put the butt into the pan, along with the ashes.

He weighed what was there. Then he subtracted that number from the original weight of the unsmoked cigar; the difference was the weight of the smoke.

You know you how it is. Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow. Time creeps in its petty pace."

Bandcamp

Same words, different world.

There was a time when the world was quiet. Or maybe it wasn’t the world—maybe it was just me. I remember the silence, the kind that wasn’t empty but full, the kind that settled softly like dusk over a slow-moving river. Back then, my mind was still a place I could rest in, not a storm I had to survive.

It must have started as a whisper, a small ripple in the stillness, something I thought would pass. But it grew until it became everything. Now, the quiet feels like something I dreamed, something too distant to be real. I chase it, reach for it in the rare moments when the chaos slows.

And I am left here, a drift in the wind, unable to remember what it felt like to simply be.

Sometimes, late at night, when the world is half-asleep, I almost hear it again. A memory of silence, pressed between heartbeats, between the ticking of the clock and the sigh of the wind against the glass. But it never stays. The storm always finds its way back, tearing through my thoughts, scattering them like leaves in a wind I cannot stop.

I wonder - was I ever truly at peace, or was it only the absence of knowing what would come? And if I was, if that silence was real, is it lost forever? Or is it waiting for me somewhere, just beyond the horizon?

I remember the silence (rework)

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“For My Next Trick” x The Lonely Tree

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