Underground Echoes

18/12/2025 5 min
Underground Echoes

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[Pour Thalie]

The train wheels whisper on the iron veins
A silence thicker than the evening rains
Your angry words, a ghost that won't depart
Are etching canyons deep inside my heart
This private hurt, a familiar, bitter taste
The same acid that lays nations to waste
A power play in a living room confined
The same old sickness of the human mind.

And I'm lost in the static, the chaotic tide
Where love and revulsion live side by side
I'm clinging to you while I'm pushing away
The noise in my soul won't let me say
What the heart means to, what the head denies
Just white noise burning behind my eyes.

The man who scolds the beggar on the stair
The boss who grinds his worker to despair
It's all the same cold, unforgiving flame
We hand the hurt down, and we bear the name
Of something wild, creative, once set free
Now caged in this grim, tired hierarchy
We forget we can paint, or build, or truly see
We just pass on the pain, endlessly.

And I'm lost in the static, the chaotic tide
Where love and revulsion live side by side
I'm clinging to you while I'm pushing away
The noise in my soul won't let me say
What the heart means to, what the head denies
Just white noise burning behind my eyes.
From the global stage to this scar upon my wrist
It's all a fog of anarchy and mist
A searing tear that's falling in the metro
Is kin to all the wars on the evening news
My little chaos, the world's vast, stupid fight
Both drown the song, and kill the fragile light.
What's crumbling out there, crumbles here in me
We traded our gardens for this hollow sea.

The stations blur, a string of fleeting names
I stitch my peace from hypothetical frames
Maybe a cabin where the quiet grows
Where what we truly are, eventually shows
But for now, just this carriage, cold and bright
And the scale of the ache, from the pillow… to the night…
To the poisoned systems, to the roots of the tree…
The pain is all one. And it's staring through me.

Underground echoes…
Carrying home…
All the love ruined…
All the freedom unknown…
Just a woman, a train…
And the whole world's pain…
Same old static…
In the brain…