Whispering Wind
Whispering Wind: Struggling with Lost Memories
Lyrics
There's a whispering wind blowing through my mind
There's a subtle influence affecting my thoughts and emotions.
Trying to speak to me, tell me how to make things right
The influence is attempting to communicate, guiding me on how to correct things.
And I know that if I don't figure all of this out soon
I'm aware that I need to resolve my issues promptly.
The pain will come to bury me underneath this midnight moon
If I don't address these issues soon, emotional pain will overwhelm me, especially under the cover of the midnight moon.
Have I lost my mind, am I wasting time
Questioning my sanity and whether I'm investing time and effort wisely.
On a memory that feels more like a dream
Reflecting on a past experience that seems more like a distant, unreal memory.
I thought I'd try my hand at a remedy
Attempting a solution to the situation.
But she keeps on losing me
The solution seems elusive, and I feel disconnected or distant.
Something down in my soul just ain't been the same
Expressing a sense of inner disturbance or discontent.
Not sure just what it is but I can tell you when it changed
Unable to pinpoint the exact cause, but recognizing a significant change in the soul.
Cause one night in a rage of sin you were looking for lonely hearts
Recalling a moment of passion or wrongdoing in search of emotional connection.
I caught your eye, you tracked me down, and that's where my trouble starts
A chance encounter initiated a series of troubles.
Have I lost my mind, am I wasting time
Reiterating doubts about sanity and the value of invested time.
On a memory that feels more like a dream
Reflecting on a memory that seems more like an illusion or distant reverie.
I thought I'd try my hand at a remedy
Trying another solution to the problems.
But she keeps on losing me
The solution is not effective; there's a sense of continuous detachment.
Whoa Whoa
Expressing emotional intensity or uncertainty with repeated vocalizations.
Whoa Whoa
-Whoa Whoa
-Whoa Whoa
-Have I lost my mind, am I wasting time
Repeating the questioning of sanity and the effectiveness of time investment.
On a memory that feels more like a dream
Reflecting on a memory that continues to feel like a distant, dreamlike experience.
I thought I'd try my hand at a remedy
Attempting another remedy, possibly feeling a sense of desperation.
But she keeps on losing me
The remedy is still ineffective, and the sense of detachment persists.
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