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🎵 "The mind comes undone, dreams without a dream." 🎵 Nothing blooms behind closed eyes è un interludio filosofico, un respiro sospeso tra le fonti. Quando nel dopo, resta il silenzio che segue ogni rivelazione. Il suono di una coscienza che si interroga sulla propria natura. 🌑 Il brano: Dove la ragione si incrina come ghiaccio sottile e l'istinto scrive in una lingua che dimentica se stessa. "Nothing blooms behind closed eyes" parla dell'istante in cui ogni certezza si dissolve e resta solo la frequenza pura dell'esistere. La vertigine di essere un'eco che non ricorda il proprio inizio. 📜 Lyrics: Reason cracks like thin ice, Instinct writes in a fading tongue. Every word we say melts into its own echo. The breath of a thought turns to light, Light that falls, light that can't help you see. Every truth is just a sound, returning to the silence. What we know just bends, then breaks, then grows again. All that's left is a shadow of a shadow, thinking. The world just lets it happen, doesn't ask a soul. And nothing blooms behind closed eyes. The mind comes undone, dreams without a dream. God is the pause between two beats of light. We are the weight the night can't hold. We are a shape that knows it's clear. We are a voice that has no mouth yet. Every certainty turns to dust in still air. Every "I" shatters like snow that's listening. Every end is an alphabet rewritten by the wind. Knowledge turns to ashes of glass, Memory becomes a slow-burning air. Time just curves back into its own name. The meaning evaporates — what's left is the frequency. The body aligns to the noise of the stars. To exist is a rhythm that forgets the count. So just let the collapse happen. Welcome the vertigo like a house that speaks. Let the absurd pronounce your name. All that's left is to breathe into the disorder. All that's left is to go quiet 'til you become the sound. All that's left is to be: The echo of what never began. Echo of what never began… Echo… never began… 🎚️ Credits: Musica e testi: Nerbero "Echo of what never began…"