Track 16 | Georgiana | I Come From There #2 | From album Georgia Lands

Este tema pertenece al disco "Georgia Lads". Es una producción de Menchero Aponte Producciones Musicales para el proyecto musical Georgiana. 2026. Todos los derechos reservados. Si te gustó por favor pulsa me gusta y suscríbete. Gracias. Letra: I come from there, though it is not a place, but a forgotten time I can never replace. I traveled to my own past, met the people I once knew, the faces of my ancestors, when the world was young and new. Fifty years had vanished, yet I stood there as a child, with the body I remembered, and a future running wild. My mind was filled with stories, every lesson, every scar, all the things I learned in darkness, all the things that brought me far. I knew the roads before I walked them, knew the storms before they came, every victory and heartbreak, every face and every name. But what is knowledge worth when no one wants to hear? No one learns another's lessons, no one borrows another's fear. I could have warned them of tomorrow, of the joy and of the pain, of the moments we would treasure, of the losses we would gain. But wisdom cannot be inherited, it must be earned along the way, every soul must cross its river, every night must find its day. Then I woke within the bedroom where I slept when I was small, and my sisters and my brothers filled the house and filled the hall. They were children just like I was, frozen in a memory, and each second kept repeating exactly as it used to be. I knew the roads before I walked them, knew the storms before they came, every victory and heartbreak, every face and every name. I thought that I could change the story, heal the wounds and clear the skies, when you've seen the end of the journey, you believe you're wise. It was beautiful and painful, living yesterday once more, touching all the vanished moments I had lost forevermore. For one day I held the answer, for one day I held the key, for one day I stood between the girl I was and who I'd be. But the morning brought its silence, and the miracle was gone, everything returned to normal with the breaking of the dawn. My silver hair was waiting, time reclaimed its rightful throne, and the years returned to settle in the body I call home. I come from there, though it is not a place, but a single day remembered, and a dream I can't replace. I come from there... from another time, from another life, from a day that still survives.