I stopped running.. Not because the road was long, But because the earth finally understood my footsteps. The echoes of the journey have faded, Giving way to the rhythm of a heart at rest. I used to ask the horizon for a sign, Searching for a place to call my own. But the walls I built were made of wind, And the keys I sought were always in my hand. Here, in the space between the beat and the breath, The questions lose their weight. The shadows find their light.Composed and Produced by Ghaderz
