[Intro]
Scattered pages in a leather case
Hidden stories, time can't erase
Father's hands, they shake and fold
Secrets that were never told
[Verse 1]
Yellowed paper, Newark sky
Headlines screaming, asking why
Papa's uniform conceals the truth
Fragments of our shattered youth
Portuguese whispers in the dark
Mama's prayers leave their mark
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Verse 2]
Down in the basement, late at night
Papa sorts through pain so bright
His fingers trace each printed line
Like counting beads of space and time
City streets still hold the sound
Of sirens wailing underground
[Bridge]
The leather folder holds it all
September morning's final call
Smoke and ash and paper rain
Dancing through my dreams again
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Outro]
Now I understand the silence
The trembling in his hands
As yellowed pages whisper truths
That time still understands
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[Intro]
Scattered pages in a leather case
Hidden stories, time can't erase
Father's hands, they shake and fold
Secrets that were never told
[Verse 1]
Yellowed paper, Newark sky
Headlines screaming, asking why
Papa's uniform conceals the truth
Fragments of our shattered youth
Portuguese whispers in the dark
Mama's prayers leave their mark
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Verse 2]
Down in the basement, late at night
Papa sorts through pain so bright
His fingers trace each printed line
Like counting beads of space and time
City streets still hold the sound
Of sirens wailing underground
[Bridge]
The leather folder holds it all
September morning's final call
Smoke and ash and paper rain
Dancing through my dreams again
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Outro]
Now I understand the silence
The trembling in his hands
As yellowed pages whisper truths
That time still understands
Scattered pages in a leather case
Hidden stories, time can't erase
Father's hands, they shake and fold
Secrets that were never told
[Verse 1]
Yellowed paper, Newark sky
Headlines screaming, asking why
Papa's uniform conceals the truth
Fragments of our shattered youth
Portuguese whispers in the dark
Mama's prayers leave their mark
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Verse 2]
Down in the basement, late at night
Papa sorts through pain so bright
His fingers trace each printed line
Like counting beads of space and time
City streets still hold the sound
Of sirens wailing underground
[Bridge]
The leather folder holds it all
September morning's final call
Smoke and ash and paper rain
Dancing through my dreams again
[Chorus]
These clippings tell a story
That words can't comprehend
The weight of all that history
Some wounds just never mend
[Outro]
Now I understand the silence
The trembling in his hands
As yellowed pages whisper truths
That time still understands
Writer: Joao Guerra
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC
Copyright: Lyrics © Too Lost LLC