(Strophe 1)
So in this emptiness and quiet ache,
I walk alone with every step I take.
The nights are long, the skies are gray,
But words begin to light my way.
(Strophe 2)
With trembling hands and aching soul,
I write the lines that make me whole.
Each syllable, a silent plea,
A voice inside that sets me free.
(Refrain)
Through these verses, I will rise,
Find the truth behind the lies.
Heal the wounds the world can’t see,
Turn my pain to poetry.
In the silence, I will say—
I’m still here, I’ll find my way.
(Strophe 3)
The tears may fall, but still I write,
A candle burning in the night.
And though the past still haunts my name,
This melody won’t sound the same.
(Refrain)
Through these verses, I will rise,
Find the truth behind the lies.
Heal the wounds the world can’t see,
Turn my pain to poetry.
In the silence, I will say—
I’m still here, I’ll find my way.
(Bridge)
Maybe one day you will read
The words I bled when I was in need.
And see the light I tried to be
When all I had was poetry.
(Refrain – sanft, dann stärker)
Through these verses, I will rise,
Find the truth behind the lies.
Heal the wounds the world can’t see,
Turn my pain to poetry.
In the silence, I will stay—
And through my song, I’ll find my way.
(Outro)
Yes, through these verses, I’ll find my way...