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Eloria - Stones in my Pockets (Official Lyric Video)

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Eloria - Stones in my Pockets (Official Lyric Video)

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Stones in my Pockets by Eloria is a poignant and deeply moving song about the heavy emotional weight we carry and the silent struggles of holding things together. Through evocative lyrics and a haunting, atmospheric melody, the song explores the burden of unspoken pain, resilience, and the exhaustion of walking through life feeling weighed down. It is a story of vulnerability, endurance, and finding a fragile grace in the things that drag us down. 🎤 Artist: Eloria 🎵 Song: Stones in my Pockets Subscribe for more original music, lyric videos, and new releases. 📖 LYRICS Stones in my pockets, anchored to my skin A weight that I carry before the day begins The future's a mirror where the glass has gone gray No horizon to look at, no path left to stray And my chest is a harbor where dark waters rise A million quiet questions turning round in my eyes The air is too crowded with the noise of the blind A world full of mirrors where I'm left far behind They pass in the distance, speaking words that are weight Trying to hand out the keys to a locked iron gate I just want to close my eyes, let the silence fall deep To stop all the waking and just fall into sleep Life isn't living, it's a permanent wait For a wave of relief that arrives much too late Sometimes stopping the turning feels like a quiet door Just to not have to carry this anchor anymore An invisible armor of lead on my frame Every heartbeat a whisper repeating a name Is it a crime to be tired of carrying so much? The air is too crowded with the noise of the blind A world full of mirrors where I'm left far behind They pass in the distance, speaking words that are weight Trying to hand out the keys to a locked iron gate I just want to close my eyes, let the silence fall deep To stop all the waking and just fall into sleep The chest is still heavy, but a spark starts to grow, A dream of a morning I'm reaching to know. I'm holding the thread, I'm finding my way, To give it one more try... ...and face the new day.