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rail yard ghosts – call of the void كلمات اغاني

[intro]
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[poem]
it’s buried in our hearts, the homes we never had
through the cycle of life we’ve lived
born to flesh and bone
our souls, the eternal traveler of worlds and realms
tells us of wandering beyond

our homes are not made of concrete
we live under the open sky
pouring rain and shining starlight
finding depth in empty sp-ces
and life in the complexity of silence
the beauty and sadness of fleeting time and all that we cannot hold
we’ve rebuilt with worn hands
using the dirt from underneath our fingernails
and other remnants of the past that we’ve collected
to help tell the tale of ourselves
as the pieces escape our grasp

we sleep in a bed of memories
for the people and places we love that we can no longer reach
an insatiable desire within us
for the intangible
the bricks are each other, yet ever fading

we feel the ground beneath our feet so vividly
only to watch it diminish and see it was never there
suspended above all we cherish
as it fades away like we must
on our own singular journey
into the unknown

chasing remnants of shadows that sleep between worlds
entangled at the edge of a cliff
in the berries and brambles
so sour, yet so sweet
dearly departed
may death not make you stiff, my friend
we come from the trees
our branches, our bones, limbs stretching outward
root-works of veins
flesh of leaves and bark
i am leaving
embarking on a new journey
for the light we leave behind travels on into the darkness
till you remember

remember when the bones collected our stories?
before we were asleep on couches of bunkhouses
skipping the matches on paper within cities
remember when the stones conjured incantations of the deepening night?
we weaved our wild web entwined
bare hands, bare feet
a home can be unknown
a world between worlds
no guide
our path a string in the wind
can you hear their voices now?
the songs of our dead?
alive only in the stories and the bones we carry
their ashes tattooed on our faces
whispers of our scattered tribe on this earth
they ramble on, and we ramble on
to unearth the songs from the void

[verse 1]
do you remember?
when we were one with the dirt?
breathing with the airs, drinking with the rains
with the fires, we ranged into the night
i never felt more strange in my life
than right now

[verse 2]
we give back our voice to nature
the songs of wind whispers of the dead
the mountains that we made up
standing stones and riverbeds
taking just the memories
a favorite song plays as we fled
leaving all behind a body’s fight
into the void, into our head
can you hear the call?
stories whispered from the stars
in the deepening of night
the history of who we are
will it be an end to our adventure?
we’ll never know if we don’t leave
we’ll never find what we don’t see
to see must believe

[verse 3]
the [?] of the deep [?]
for loyalty to the dead
forcing them to stay
the [?] roaming in the night
we play these songs
casting [?]
take us into the void

[verse 4]
[?] they finding for what happened to the head and doors to the voice of seasons must be for it [?] midnight forms
[?]
to the dawn
the lives we lead are
[?]
hills we lived on
ground we never [?] back down

[poem]
i have found the lull between life and death
in the sp-ce from wheel to track
and i can tell time’s p-ssed
like candles burnt down to their wax

- rail yard ghosts

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