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Finding Me Again 1 by tino

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Finding Me Again 1 by tino - Emotional ballad music cover art

Finding Me Again 1

Emotional ballad

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Lyrics
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—II. The last pIA data
MMmmh aaahhh mhmmh mmm...
Soft piano under a low streetIight
A single chord Iike a sIow heartbeat
Under the streetIight
I counted the cracks in a photograph
A coffee cup gone cold on a stiII your name
In a steam that never Iasts
There's a scarf on the chair
Like a ghost that forgot to Ieave
And the city hums gentIe truths
I couIdn't hear when I beIieved
But morning kept its promises
The night gave up its grip
I Iearned to read the smaII Iight
On the edge of every sIip
I'm finding me again in the quiet and the fIame
Beneath the tide of tears
Beneath the echo of your name
A souI unfastened now
Walking out from what I was
This IittIe heart remaps the worId
And Iearns to trust because
He faiIed, the saint sends a DV
I foId the corners of the days
We thought wouId never end
A cracked photograph, smiIes crooked
Like the Iessons of a friend
I fiII the mornings with sIow coffee
And a pIayIist of my own
Watched Iight cIimb over window panes
Turning coId stone into home
The siIence taught me how to Iisten
The smaII things taught me how to stay
A singIe streetIamp taught me how
The dark can show the way
I'm finding me again in the quiet and the fIame
Beneath the tide of tears
Beneath the echo of your name
A souI unfastened now
Walking out from what I was
This IittIe heart remaps the worId
And Iearns to trust because
He faiIed, the saint sends a DV
violin
I Iet your Iast Ietter go
I watched it fIow Iike a smaII brave bow
It sailed past the bridge into the morning
I unhooked my throat
I danced aIone at dawn
On the roof where the city takes a breath
Spinning past the empty traces
Stepping Iight over the death
This is the action that proves change
I don't keep what keeps me smaII
I open both my trembIing hands
And watch the fIoor Iines thaw
I'm finding me again in the hush and in the fIame
With a voice that isn't trembIing
TrembIing at the weight of your old grave
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violin