No land for lovers

In the shadow of the mountains,

Where the rivers used to flow,

I packed my dreams and memories,

To a place I'll never know.

Through the fog of my departure,

With a heart that's torn in two,

The weight of all the moments,

Left behind, it haunts me too.

I kissed the soil of my homeland,

Whispered secrets to the breeze,

But the call to chase tomorrow,

Is a song I can't appease.

I carry love like baggage,

And the tears of my goodbye,

With every step I'm wondering,

Will I find my way to fly?

Oh, the hardest part’s the silence,

When the nights stretch long and wide,

In a foreign place I'm searching,

For the warmth where I reside.

Bravery wrapped in shadows,

But the fear cuts like a knife,

I’m an immigrant in motion,

Chasing echoes of my life.

In the streets, they speak a language,

That my heart can barely learn,

Yet I smile like I belong here,

While the tide of doubt will churn.

New faces blur like paintings,

Old dreams wear foreign clothes,

In the bustling crowd I'm lonely,

Though there’s comfort I suppose.

I carry love like baggage,

With every story tucked away,

In this new and strange horizon,

I fear I might lose my way.

Oh, the hardest part’s the silence,

When the nights stretch long and wide,

In a foreign place I'm searching,

For the warmth where I reside.

Bravery wrapped in shadows,

But the fear cuts like a knife,

I’m an immigrant in motion,

Chasing echoes of my life.

But there's hope in the distance,

A light that flickers bright,

I’ll gather all my pieces,

And will stand to fight the night.

So I’ll wear my scars like armor,

With each step I release,

The past, though ever haunting,

Brings me closer to my peace.

Oh, the hardest part’s the silence,

When the nights stretch long and wide,

In a foreign place I'm searching,

For the warmth where I reside.

Bravery wrapped in shadows,

But the fear cuts like a knife,

I’m an immigrant in motion,

Chasing echoes of my life.

So I’ll write a new story,

With every tear I shed,

Embracing all the changes,

In this journey I will tread.

Each moment makes me stronger,

As I carve my name in time,

Though I’ll forever carry,

A piece of home, that’s mine.