Written & Produced by: Yunus Emre Aydın
Lyrics:
Never above, never within
All the cause has let me go
Concealed abrupt, grounded whole
And i've become the flow along
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Riped excuse, nevertheless in vain
Reformed the past, dictates as own
The future hope once held grew cold
The path accused keeps astray
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The wind that steals my breath now sleeps beneath the trees
A fire stirs unceasingly in the forest's heart with ease
The wild-born peace I knew now stains with every stride
As the woodland's voice grows louder, the self appears to die
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A riddle's dying gasp, a tale no truth may bind
Like a spider nesting softly on the shutters of the mind
I listen — whose delight becomes this cry so fierce
Whose tears gave shape to silence, whose grief did it pierce
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The call to come home, come home, come
To the root of forgetting where shadows are spun
To be remembered again, though the self has gone
There is no home, no home, no home
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The wind that steals my breath now sleeps beneath the trees
A fire stirs unceasingly in the forest's heart with ease
The wild-born peace I knew now stains with every stride
As the woodland's voice grows louder, the self appears to die
*
No home
No home
No home
Home
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Alone
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The wind that steals my breath now sleeps beneath the trees
A fire stirs unceasingly in the forest's heart with ease
The wild-born peace I knew now stains with every stride
As the woodland's voice grows louder, the self appears to die
*
Alone
Alone
Alonemore