Lost Heirs (Fadi's Gone)

Bedridden
Clawing for time
Live life through a screen
Writhing through the night

A nameless longing
A feeling unknown
Lovers on tv
At the shopping mall

He said you got legs
And you can go
Just open your heart
And follow

We were the only sons
This crumbling tradition
We the virgin sons
Meant to carry the seed
We were the only sons
This crumbling tradition
We the last two sons
Now one of us is gone

Bedridden
Maybe by choice?
The words of others
Replacing my voice

A nameless longing
A feeling unknown
The numbing of pleasure
A heart encased in stone

I buried it deep
In aimless distraction
A mountain without erosion
Never bares its hidden treasures

We were the only sons
This crumbling tradition
We the virgin sons
Meant to carry the seed
We were the only sons
This crumbling tradition
We the only sons
Time to let it fall and move on

Been bellowing loudly
Trying to avoid
A formless silence
In the echoing void



Credits
Writer(s): Farhan Mahmud
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