[verse 1] I set my pen upon the page, to search for whispers of a heart, that might reveal a tender space, where longing bends and breaks apart. [verse 2] I walked through gardens recalling dreams, where petals shed their silken weight, they brushed against my yearning skin, yet love was never found in fate. [chorus | Layered vocal harmonies] And still my ink, it pours like rain, in a storm of words, I find some release, Some small comfort in my silent ache, A shadowed solace, almost like peace. (Peace) [verse 3] I wandered streets both dull and bright, in crowded rooms where laughter flowed, and yet in every gleaming eye, I saw the silence, love's abode. [verse 4] The books around me line the shelves, each tale a promise, sweet and light, but still, I strive to craft a world where I can find my heart's delight. [chorus | Layered vocal harmonies] And still my ink, it pours like rain, in a storm of words, I find some release, Some small comfort in my silent ache, A shadowed solace, almost like peace. [verse 5 ! Spoken] So here I stand, a woman bold, with ink-stained hands and hope divine, and though I wander, love unseen, I find my truth within each line. [instrumental verse: clarinet lead with guitar and cello] [final chorus | layered vocal harmonies ] And still my ink (my ink), it pours like rain, in a storm of words, I find some release, Some small comfort in my silent ache, A shadowed solace, almost like peace. (Almost like peace)
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