Stadium rock sized ballad, written and recorded inn 2025, digitally released 17.10.2025.
When your head is in the clouds
Your feet on shifting sands
Your long cherished dreams
Lie in pieces in your hands
And you can't find the flow
To where you want to be
I want you to know
That you can feed on me
I will be there
I'll be your friend
I'll heal your hurt
Make do and mend
Your broken heart
Your weary soul
Don't fall apart
I'll make you whole
When ambition turns to rust
Hope and heart corrode
A handful of dust
Becomes a heavy load
When your exit strategy
Takes you to a dead-end street
You can feed on me
I'll make you complete
Your open wounds
I'll stitch and seal
Your childhood dreams
I will fulfil
This veil of tears
This reverie
Will disappear
You can feed on me
Crushed by the weight of your own mythology
Trying to find a state of mind to set your body free
I will be there
Through to the end
I'll heal your hurt
Make do and mend
Your aching heart
Your breaking soul
Don't fall apart
I will make you whole
