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I take a breath,

It lingers upon the window pane.

The sky hangin' on outside:

The clouds are turning gray.

Dotted silver teardrops shatter on the ground

Etching their path across the skyline.

My eyes staring and I lose myself to the song of the rain.

While the world around is just a blurry likeness.

Flames born from a conscience slowly awakening,

A flare lit by the hunger,

A deep fathomless feel : there's more at stake.

Under the surface something silent waits…

A broken melody on a gloomy day in winter,

Through my words it takes shape,

Casting echoes to my head.

A secret lies within…

There is something I can't place:

It feels like a fear growing inside of me.

I'm traveling on a one-way track,

Like the soil yearns for the morning dew

My heart's longing for an answer.

Flames born from a conscience slowly awakening,

A flare lit by the hunger,

A deep fathomless feel : there's more at stake.

Under the surface something silent waits…

Flames born from a conscience slowly awakening,

A flare lit by the hunger,

A deep fathomless feel : there's more at stake.

Under the surface something silent waits…