Shifting Like Feelings

I breathe through verses, let them unfold, turn every whisper into something bold. Hoping my words can carry the weight, when everything’s shifting and nothing feels safe. Music loud in the nighttime, endless roads that lead away. For a moment, it feels so light, like the songs could make me stay. I turn my thoughts into sound, let them run free, to quiet the voices still haunting me. Say what you want, it won’t change a thing. This is my pulse—it's stitched in my skin. You move through the music, I move through the words, you let the strings speak, I let the silence be heard. I can't play, don’t know the chords, but I still make the echoes roar. My music shifts like feelings do, rising high, then breaking in two. But these lines burn inside me, I can’t keep them locked away. Whether you hear them or not, it doesn’t matter anyway. I turn my thoughts into sound, let them run free, to quiet the voices still haunting me. Say what you want, it won’t change a thing. This is my pulse—it's stitched in my skin. All the words have been said before, but I still need to scream once more. As long as I sing, I know I’m real, as long as I feel, I know I heal. I turn my thoughts into sound, let them run free, to quiet the voices still haunting me. Say what you want, it won’t change a thing. This is my pulse—it's stitched in my skin. Lyrics©️ Eva – Crafted with heart and experience