Odradek Room - River Тексты

I am nothing
And yet I swim, but driven
By a cold river's flow
Yes, I am nothing
I am but a vessel
I'm wounded lengthwise, cracked, and empty now

The path for reaching you is long
I'm on that path, cognising life
Apart from void, there are no forms
The tears grow purer, and cleaner is the light.
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