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ECHOES |by Trond Lunden

Echoes fill me up
Lift my feet off the ground
Even the faintest sound
Makes my breath deeper

Deafening silence
and my head in the sand
Nothing in return

Dream the sun to warm
Trembling through the storm
Where will the cave be
When the mountain's gone?

Deafening silence
and my head in the sand
Nothing in return but empty space
And my dislocated mind
And my dislocated love

Dream the sun to warm
Trembling through the storm
Where will the cave be
When the mountain's gone?