Memory traps

Listen on Spotify 😉👇 https://open.spotify.com/intl-pt/track/2KfziMVGCmg2HI3KRs43BR Put down the weapons, the battle is over I’ve lost the stars and I’ve outrun the sun The shards that I broke, I’ve gathered them all To build a small altar where the damage was done My spirit is healing, but the ache is still real When I look back, the terror is all I can feel I remember the dark, the armor I wore Shattered and bloodied on a path made of war Bleeding laments through the miles of the way This is the price of the truth I’ve found My knees on the glass, my heart on the ground But I am the fire that the cold couldn't extinguish A dying passion with a desperate will Conscience weighs more than the ground itself A mind set free from any cell Soaring through the air, no glass to bind No more anguish to leave me behind No more wearing masks to hide the pain I let the past run like the falling rain Washing away all that has come and gone For I have learned to forgive my own soul I broke and rebuilt myself a thousand times Every scar was a ladder I had to climb I am the owner of my own collapse And I’ve finally crawled out of the memory traps This is the price of the truth I’ve found My knees on the glass, my heart on the ground But I am the fire that the cold couldn't extinguish A dying passion with a desperate will