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howling sycamore - mastering fire كلمات الأغنية

i breathe in the fire of all my lost battles
i taste the blood, sweat, and broken will
i stare at all the days gone wrong and i forgive
i’ll carry my old self on these shoulders
i’ll march this crest all the way up again
to honor yesterday
to honor today

this dead weight won’t slow me down
when the storm will find its way to me
i’ll turn those tired bones into a funeral pyre
may the flames brighten days to come
coming home to myself
i’ll let these burn marks be the map i’ll follow (follow)
i’ll keep the snake as close as i can
i’ll push this pride as far as it can go

there’s a door
hidden right between my wings
one step in drops down to solar plexus
darkness over there is ancient
it echoes like that cavern of my fathers
i used to hide from myself in there
now i let myself get lost
stumbling like the blind
with my raw heart in one hand
and in the other, stardust dripping on my head
and in the other, stardust dripping on my head

the closer i get to midpoint
the further away i drift from this life
may the silver chord follow me like the shadow does
and get me back to the days i’ve left behind
one after the other
to learn from the forgotten
to sew new words on my skin
may my eyes carry some of that darkness in them
to blind myself from the norm
and then to find comfort in fear
now reaching where i cannot see

there is an aisle
exposed right between my eyes
i walk through to get to mother’s temple
light over there is ancient
i bathe in it to gain my sight back
i look beyond my own mortality
to stare at the void inside of me
and shut it down for a breath
to live this moment as gently as i can

i’ll carry my old self on these shoulders
i’ll march this crest all the way up again
to honor yesterday
to honor today
this dead weight won’t slow me down
when the storm will find its way to me
i’ll turn those tired bones into a funeral pyre
may the flames brighten days to come
coming home to myself
i’ll let these burn marks be the map i’ll follow (follow)
i’ll keep the snake as close as i can
i’ll push this pride as far as it can go

- howling sycamore

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