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
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📖 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.