Whispers Of A Buried Land

Lyrics: Ian Smith Music: Ian Smith/Tre’ Perdue/Harry Tadayon/Leo McClain Wind weeps through these ruins An empty land swallowed by time Was anything real? I call into the hollow, the silent dust How deprived I feel, echoes lost in stone Standing in an empty field as you rush by How could you just leave me so suddenly? A canvas of sorrow left in decay Grass stained like an oil painting from the confusion you unveiled At a time, I figured us intertwined Like roots of a forsaken earth Fruits of our sufferings buried deep We believed in what we found I fix my gaze, awaiting your return Straining as I cut deeper into the reasons why Here in the dark, even ghosts forget their names Ethereal How can I heal a wound from a ghost? It's not tangible, yet it lingers beneath the soil Like bones left unmarked beneath shifting sands A lonely night is enough to be truly alive How could you just leave me so suddenly? A canvas of sorrow left in decay Grass stained like an oil painting from the confusion you unveiled At a time, I figured us intertwined Like roots of a forsaken earth Fruits of our sufferings buried deep We believed in what we found I hear your whisper in the burial ground Left ruminating inside these four walls Haunted like a mausoleum Relived times entangled in my soul Through the cracks in the earth, through the marrow of grief A requiem sung by the wind's cold teeth All that remains are the embers of you Embers remain A pyre lit from the perfect storm Now only embers remain Echoes of your breath haunt me And the embers burn A spectral field of past emotion You sutured my torn skin from the past I fed upon illusion Embers burn Beneath the soil, whispers remain Calling from a buried land Sealed by time's cruel hand Let the land take what is lost and the whispers fade into the void