Giovanni Gut & AI

If only you knew how broken I am, Can't feel these bones, not anymore. In the void of this endless life, Found my comfort in routines that lie, Just to silence my bones' aching creak.

If only you knew, yeah, if you could see, These scars that bleed with every sigh I breathe. I hide 'em all with a worn-out smile, But that hurt keeps comin' back, mile after mile.

If only you knew how broken I am, Alone like I never been before. Lost in a crowd, so full yet bare, With only my regrets whisperin' near.

And it's so loud, oh, it's so damn loud, My lonely heart screaming in a crowd.

If only you knew, yeah, if you could see, These scars that bleed with every sigh I breathe. I hide 'em all with a worn-out smile, But that hurt keeps comin' back, mile after mile.

If only you knew how broken I am, But there's freedom in my fractured ways. As long as my eyes are locked on you, Still shattered, yet alive anew.

If only you knew, how free I could be, With your kind eyes just holding me. Still broken, still here, yet somehow alive, In this dark, cold blues, I survive.

"Through the silent night... Like a gentle wave... Your voice cradles silence..."

Like a rising wave, I'm reaching for your hand, To soothe my breathless heart, To calm my restless land. Like a swelling wave, I'm drawn to your song, Quenching my endless thirst, Where I've felt lost so long.

Like a coming wave, Your voice cradles silence, Softly touch my face now, And stay here awhile.

There was a time I didn't know you, A shadow in my soul, A fire that smoldered in silence, Longing beyond control. A stranger cried within my heart, A sadness undefined, It was the call of love unfound, The ache I'd left behind.

Then I found you, And life without you faded fast, "Until the end of the world," you said, "This love will ever last."

For the first time, I saw myself, My face reflected true, And in the mirror of your eyes, I found my longing for you.

You were always there, But now you're far away, Under a storm-lit sky, Where dark winds sway. In this broken night, Where cries the wind, I leave my longing there, Where our story begins.

You found me in this wasted land, And now I see it's true, While I was lost and wandering blind, Your hand was guiding me through.

Even in darkness, Your light shines clear, Leading my heart onward, Away from fear.

Like a coming wave, Your voice cradles silence, Softly touch my face now, And stay here awhile.

Circle of glass, trapped in plain sight The world continues through my curved light A fragment of sky, buildings aligned I'm the observer, forever confined

Reflections of life pass me by In this curved reality, I can't deny

I am the mirror, the mirror I Round like the Earth, a miniature sky Capturing moments that quickly die The mirror I, the mirror I Suffocating in this perfect eye

Streets unfold in my circular frame People walk by, they all look the same Cars and shadows move through my domain I'm just a witness, bound to remain

A universe trapped in geometry This spherical prison is all I can see

I am the mirror, the mirror I Round like the Earth, a miniature sky Capturing moments that quickly die The mirror I, the mirror I Suffocating in this perfect eye

The city breathes but I cannot inhale My world is round, a perfect circular jail The sky is blue, but freedom is just a tale I reflect the truth that words cannot unveil

Round and round and round we go In circles trapped, nowhere to grow This spherical life is all I know A planet of glass where nothing flows

Let another eye meet with mine! A gaze so true to break and redefine This circular prison where I reside Another I to see through this I

Look into my eye, look into my I Your gaze could shatter this glass demise Break the mirror I, set free the I inside When your eye meets mine, we'll both truly see the sky

Another eye to free this I... Your gaze could break this circular lie... The world beyond the eye, I finally find!

Dark waves under empty skies, Silver memories upon my skin, I rise and fall, I breathe and sigh, Searching for the light that used to be mine.

You used to shine On my indigo face, Now there's just space Between us, baby.

I have nostalgia for the stars, When they danced so close to me, I have nostalgia for those lights, That were near, now they're far, And I can't reach.

Depths remembering heights above, Abysses dreaming of your glow, I call out through the endless night, To skies that don't answer anymore.

You used to shine On my indigo face, Now there's just space, Endless space.

I have nostalgia for the stars, When they danced so close to me, I have nostalgia for those lights, That were near, now they're far, And I can't reach, Can't reach you.

Two infinite solitudes, Separated by horizon's cruel line, We touch at the edge of forever, But never hold, Never hold each other tight.

Every wave's an outstretched hand, Every ripple's a faded memory,

Waiting for the night to fall again, To see you one more time, my darling.

I have nostalgia for the stars, When they danced so close to me, I have nostalgia for those lights, That were near, now they're far, Nostalgia for the stars, Nostalgia for the stars.

You're still up there in heaven, I'm still down here below, Forever waiting, Mmm...

Tied to a tree, Hands clasped Like a bitch In prayer.

My body dangles At the crack of your whip — Tearing my blackened back. My naked breast Scrapes raw against the bark.

At every scream, Heartless old woman, You strike me harder. My pain is pierced through By the fury of your hatred That will not let you breathe

From torn wrists Blood drips, Mixes with tears, Blinds me.

Everything burns. I choke in the despair Of useless prayers Raised to you — Treacherous idol.

Again. Again. And again — The whip strikes. I can no longer cry out. My legs abandon me. On my knees I invoke death.

Perhaps The hand of a merciful god Lifts my chin, Gives me breath to whisper: "If... you were me... And I, you... I would not strike you... so"

A god more merciful still Must have touched your heart. You stopped Untied me And with shame you walked away — Bent beneath the weight Of your own bitterness

I lie abandoned At the foot of the cursed tree — In blood, In tears And in piss — Like the image Of that helpless youth

You call God! You call God. You call God!