"Memoir" lyrics

"Memoir"

The sea is calm tonight
The high tide reaches the ego
Memoir

The old moon rises above the horizon
A lightning beam burns her skin

A deafening sound
Dragging around
Like bugs
Rejoicing
I desired the art
Of the lines drawn around the earth

No one to care or dream about
Awake in desire of being the one
The one who was never alone
As a drenched drowned being
Of someone who's gone

I hang numb as a bending flower
The inverted man

Craving
Just hold me tight
While spilling the lost conscience
She always seemed so bright
Carrying the teardrops of faith
Of human misery
Sticks were held like wands
Stones thrown as in war
We built dens that we call our home
Yet the will was too weak to hold them tight
Shame on the truth, I light my reflection
An image roars
Through thy empty walls
Desolation descends to answer the call

Succumbing the earth's shore
Boldness, compunction and death
I can only hear its melancholy, long, withdrawing roar
The rasping sound of pebbles
The waves drawing back
But they will never stand behind

The sea is calm tonight
The high tide reaches the ego
A lightning beam burns her skin


Writer(s): Da Silva Henriques Guilherme
album: "Mirage" (2022)
Gaerea - Mirage album cover
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