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Seat by the River (Neckar Nights) by Kai

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Seat by the River (Neckar Nights)

Folk

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I’ve got a storm in my head, but a compass in my heart, the map gets torn and blurry — still it knows where we should start.
Daylight on the cobblestones, the river holds its breath. Headlines in my pocket, all these voices on my chest.
I’m chasing quiet answers while the timelines beg for speed. A lighthouse in the noise, but a compass is what I need.
If you’re tired of being branded by the loudest at the bar, pull the brake on every slogan that tells you who you are.
I’ve got a storm in my head, but a compass in my heart, the road gets dark and crooked — still it points to where we start.
The truth doesn’t smell like lavender — it burns like salt on skin, so pull up a chair by the Neckar, friend, come on and settle in.
We’ll talk, we’ll laugh, we’ll raise a glass till all the edge is clear. If you’re lost and need an harbor, all are welcome here.
Vines along the hillside, little taverns by the cave. Someone brings a story, someone brings the honesty.
We’re rebels in our thinking, but we’re tender at the table. You don’t need the perfect words, just come as you are, if able.
If the anger’s turning sideways, wearing flowers to pretend, leave the perfume at the doorway. Truth will sting and then it mends.
I’ve got a storm in my head, but a compass in my heart, the road gets dark and crooked — still it points to where we start.
The truth doesn’t smell like lavender — it burns like salt on skin, so pull up a chair by the Neckar, friend, come on and settle in.
We’ll talk, we’ll laugh, we’ll raise a glass till all the edge is clear. If you’re lost and need an harbor, all are welcome here.
I learn from quiet elders, hold your fire, hold your ground. Ask a better question and watch the fever down.
When slogans turn to shouting and the night begins to spin, I follow that old compass and I let the people in.
I’ve got a storm in my head, but a compass in my heart, the map gets torn and blurry — still it knows where we should start.
The truth doesn’t smell like lavender — it burns like salt on skin, so pull up a chair by the Neckar, love, tonight just settle in.
We’ll talk, we’ll sing, we’ll pour the night till all the fear grows thin. And if you’ve nowhere else to go, this table lets you in.
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