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Fingers tap the desk as the silence hums
Echoes of the past beat like steady drums
Dreams in my pocket like stones in a stream
Carving my path chasing that gleam
Heavy air carries my fleeting pride
Running from shadows I can't ever hide
Chasing the whispers that fuel my soul
A new horizon my only goal
Eyes wide open on the edge of change
Familiar streets now feeling strange
The harmonica wails like a vagabond's cry
Blowing hope on winds that can't pass by
The clock ticks loud and steps grow light
Patterns break under the moon's soft sight
I'm not who I was not yet who I'll be
Each second builds a version of me
Heavy air carries my fleeting pride
Running from shadows I can't ever hide
Chasing the whispers that fuel my soul
A new horizon my only goal
Footprints fade but the scars still glow
Every stumble taught me what I now know
Laughter and silence both share a lane
Through every joy and every pain