K2 - Yasmine Hamdan

I believe I hear a voice in my brain

Grips and hums I feel in my veins

Naming ghosts I had locked away

I leaned by this hole long enough

My arm grew numb I’ll say

Shove the bruises away

Let’s call it a day

I will lose myself there is no shying away

I still won’t trade the game

I twist the last curls of sorrow as I float and let them drift away

I know in my heart that everything will be ok

My hands made free for every tide

I swallow fury and sweat to shores

Dazzle fields of grass growing my way

Here goes nothing what may come

I will lose myself, there is no shying away

I still won’t trade the game

I twist the last curls of sorrow as I float and let them drift away