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Whispers of a Hidden Garden 1 by Thisislaraamu

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Whispers of a Hidden Garden 1

cinematic ballad

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Lyrics
Description
[Verse 1]
Walls talk in cracked tones I never learned to name,
Rooms hum with voices, heavy as rainfall’s claim.
I pressed my small palms to the cold window glass,
Counting silent tremors the shadows cast.
[Pre-Chorus]
Between each shout, a pause so thick it swells,
I learned the language of quiet and shells.
Guarded my sighs in corners where no one peeks,
An island of whispers where my courage leaks.
[Chorus]
I heard the storms, but I built my own little sky,
A secret world growing tall behind my eyes.
In that garden, the trees stretched beyond sight,
A forest only I wandered in soft daylight.
[Verse 2]
Fingers traced roots on the worn wooden floor,
Imagined rivers where I could soar.
The voices faded like a failing song,
While I found a place to fold my fears along.
[Pre-Chorus]
Silence draped over me like a threadbare shawl,
Inside me, a quiet fire, faint but tall.
I wore my calm like a second skin so thin,
Hiding the tremor beneath where I’d been.
[Chorus]
I heard the storms, but I built my own little sky,
A secret world growing tall behind my eyes.
In that garden, the trees stretched beyond sight,
A forest only I wandered in soft daylight.
[Bridge]
Sunlight sifted through leaves, tender and slow,
Casting gold on the stories only I know.
The air smelled of earth and something more,
A refuge in the noise, a gentle core.
[Chorus]
I heard the storms, but I built my own little sky,
A secret world growing tall behind my eyes.
In that garden, the trees stretched beyond sight,
A forest only I wandered in soft daylight.
[Outro]
Years later, that garden still hums beneath my skin,
A faint pulse of peace where all storms begin.
And sometimes when the world turns sharp and wild,
I’m still that quiet child, cradled and mild.