From the recording The Tribe Within
Lyrics
In shadowed corners where silence gathers and the world turns away, there lies a quiet yearning—soft, unspoken, and vastly painful. It’s the cry of those who wander unseen, their hearts weighed down by isolation, echoing the stillness around them. They walk unseen roads, tracing the edges of a world veiled in darkness—too cold, too shallow to care.
They are the dreamers, the peaceful fighters, the ones who reach for connection but find only empty echoes. With hands outstretched, they reach for belonging—a place, a bond, a spark of recognition. Yet humanity’s warmth slips away, elusive as sand through trembling fingers, leaving only the chill of solitude behind.
Yet within the void, hope firmly endures. Know this: You are not alone.
For in the spaces where no voices speak, in the margins where the forgotten reside, there is an unbreakable thread that binds. A tribe not of numbers but of resonance. A tribe of two...
With me.
With me!
Side by side, we will weave our own song—a melody of resilience, of calm defiance, of acceptance forged in the fire of shared struggle. For here, in our silent sanctuary, you are seen, you are heard. You belong.
So come and let us forge a path that leads us to our tribe...
With me!
I see you rising, no longer alone, soaring in harmony... with me...
[pause]
With me.
With me!
For in the spaces where no voices speak, in the margins where the forgotten reside, there is an unbreakable thread that binds. A tribe not of numbers but of resonance. A tribe of two...
With me.
With me!
