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MARK M MARTIN: Over Time

Song: Over Time Album: Peace Of Mind Written & Produced By: MARK M MARTIN Vocals: MARK M MARTIN Lead & Rythum Guitars Played By: MARK M MARTIN Pianos, Organs & Keyboards: MARK M MARTIN Bass: MARK M MARTIN Drums: MARK M MARTIN Mixed By: MARK M MARTIN Follow Me On Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/0r0Fv... Follow Me On Bandcamp: https://markmartin.bandcamp.com/follo... Follow My Other Youtube:    / mark m martin - topic   #psychedelic #metalheads #gothmetal #alternativemetal #alternativemusic #multiplesclerosissucks #newmusic #metal #psychedelicmeta #indiemetal #heavymetal #hardcoremetal #thrashmetal #doommetal #psychedelicrock #alternativerock Over Time In the haze of forgotten memories, I find my way back home A journey through the fragments of my mind, where love and loss are sewn The threads of time, they weave a tapestry of scars and faded light Yet, in the silence, I hear the whisper of a gentle, healing night Like a river flowing to the sea, my heart has learned to let go The weight of sorrow, it slowly fades, as the tides of time erode The pain of yesterday, it still lingers, but its grip is loosening its hold And in the distance, I see a glimmer of a brighter, more radiant gold In the garden of my soul, a bloom of forgiveness starts to unfold A petals of compassion, they gently touch the wounds that never grow old The balm of time, it soothes the hurt, as the wisdom of the years takes hold And though the scars that remain, they no longer define the story that I'm told Like a dream that fades with morning light, the ache of longing starts to subside The ghosts of love and loss, they whisper secrets, as the mystery of time divides The past and present, they converge, and in the convergence, I find my peace A sense of calm, it settles over me, like a soft, summer breeze In the realm of the subconscious, a world of shadows starts to recede The light of awareness, it illuminates the path, where fears and doubts proceed The wounds of yesterday, they slowly heal, as the alchemy of time transmutes The lead of sorrow into gold, and the darkness into a radiant, shimmering light And so I rise, like a phoenix from the ashes, reborn and renewed The cycles of time, they turn, and in the turning, I find my truth, my heart, my muse The journey of a lifetime, it unwinds, like a spool of thread, and in the unwinding, I find my way To a place of healing, where love and light entwine, and the wounds of time are washed away.