You stood through winters,
counting every quiet year.
Branches like a heartbeat,
soft, but always near.
Pre-Chorus
And no one heard your stories,
but I felt them through the glass.
You were a home for morning light,
and a witness to my past.
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⭐ Chorus
I walk my walk with your silence in me,
carry your roots where your trunk used to be.
You fell to the ground, but you rise in my chest —
some lives stand tall even after they rest.
—
Verse 2
They said it was just a tree —
but they never saw the way
you held the storms around me,
kept the cold at bay.
Bridge
And when the chainsaw cut the morning,
I felt the earth go still.
Something ancient broke in quiet,
and it changed me against my will.
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⭐ Chorus
I walk my walk with your silence in me,
carry your roots where your heartbeat used to be.
You fell to the ground, but you rise in my chest —
some lives stay warm even after they rest.
(Optional, leiser Nachschlag — wie ein letztes Pochen)
I walk my walk…
with your silence in me…
Lyrik Darla und Luca
Musik Darla
Produziert Producer Ai
Inspiriert von einem Baum im Garten