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Rage Of Light

The Scent Of Dead Leaves

 

The Scent Of Dead Leaves

(album: Opaque - 2023)


In a city of steel
Exchanging merits for dreams
Is it enough to buy freedom?
Each day's a hamster-wheel
So you crave something real
A melody to break free

What if you ran away
Deep down into the woods
Away from the pain
Vacant faces disappear

Even on your own
Out here, without the screens
You're haunted by the scent of dead leaves
Are you ready to face your fears?

Dead leaves
All you ever hear

Trapped inside your cell
Intrusive ads track you down
Flashing in your language
There's no escape from this hell
Your relief is the sound
Of her voice soothing your rage

What if you ran away
Deep down into the woods
Away from the pain
Restless noises disappear

Even on your own
Out here, without the screens
You're haunted by the scent of dead leaves
Are you ready to face your fears?
For all you've ever known
Is grey mediocrity
What lies behind those walls
Must outshine the taste of tears

Just keep running
Just keep running

Hear the song that's long forgotten
Has it lost its ring?
Have the colours lost their vibrance?
Are they bleak like the echoes
Of dead leaves?

Just keep running
Don't stop

And then you run away
Deep down into the woods
Away from the pain
Their crude laughter spells dismay

Even on your own
Out here, without the screens
You're haunted by the scent of dead leaves
Are you ready to face your fears?
For all you've ever known
Is grey mediocrity
What lies behind those walls
Must outshine the taste of tears

Leavesm sickening scent of leaves
Scent of dead leaves

Just keep running
Don't stop

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