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IF YOU CAN HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS… WHO IS LISTENING?

The Shamanic Scream

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IF YOU CAN HEAR YOUR THOUGHTS… WHO IS LISTENING?

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The Shamanic Scream
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If you can hear your thoughts… who is listening? “I Am Not Me” descends into one of the most disturbing questions the mind can face: if I am not the voice inside my head, then what am I? A drop? The ocean? A temporary boundary drawn around something without edges? But this song refuses to turn awakening into disappearance. If this life is an experience consciousness chose to enter, then let me live it completely. Let me love with these hands, grieve with this heart and carry this name until my time inside it ends. If I am everything, let me be me while I am here. LYRICS: [Intro] If I can hear my thoughts… who is listening? If I can watch myself… who is watching? [Verse 1] A voice appeared inside my head And wore my name as its disguise It spoke of everything I feared And showed the world through borrowed eyes I watched the thought before it died Another rose where it had been If I can see the voice arrive, Then I cannot be the voice within [Pre-Chorus] Take away the name they gave me Take the memories I defend If every answer is another thought, Where do I begin? Where do I end? [Chorus] I am not me I am not the voice that speaks I am not the fear I follow Or the answer that I seek I am not me But something watches silently If I am not the thought I’m thinking, What the hell is thinking me? [Verse 2] I found a drop upon my hand It trembled like a world alone Then fell into the open sea And lost the borders it had known Was it erased beneath the waves, Or did it learn what it had been? A piece of something without edges, An ocean wearing separate skin [Pre-Chorus] If I am only one reflection Why can I feel the endless sea? And if the ocean made this body, Why did it choose to wake as me? [Chorus] I am not me I am not the voice that speaks I am not the fear I follow Or the answer that I seek I am not me But something watches silently If I am not the thought I’m thinking, What the hell is thinking me? [Bridge] Maybe I am the drop. Maybe I am the ocean. Maybe I made this separation just to feel the moment. Maybe I built these walls, this name, this skin, this fragile point of view— Not as a prison to escape, but as a life to travel through. If I am everything, do not erase me. If I created this experience, then let me live it. Let me love with these hands. Let me grieve with this heart. Let me carry this name until my time inside it ends. [Verse 3] I do not need to leave the dream To know the dream is carrying me I do not need to kill the self To touch the roots of unity This body is not proof of exile, This single life is not a lie The ocean chose to form a drop So it could look through these two eyes [Final Chorus] I am not only what I see I may be ocean, drop and sea But I chose this breath, this name, this skin— Let me be me while I am here I am not only what I think I am the one who chose to sink Into this life, completely free— If I am everything, let me be me [Final Chorus] I am not only what I see I may be ocean, drop and sea But I chose this breath, this name, this skin— Let me be me while I am here I am not only what I think I stand upon the endless brink I came to live, not disappear— Let me be me while I am here [Outro] If I am everything… let me be me. Subscribe to The Shamanic Scream and share this song with someone who has stared too deeply into the question of who they are. I create every song on this channel as part of Projeto ECO — Fernando.