Turn Inside Me - Rodrigo Gomes | Quo Music Inc.

Описание: TURN INSIDE ME
(English version of “Quando o Chão Vira Asa”)

I lost my name inside the rain,
and found my voice within the thunder.
If night is an open wound again,
then I became the stitch that holds it under.

I walked with burdens on my back,
like hauling a cross that never ends.
I watched my promises turn to ash,
and saw doors shut on all my plans.

I sheltered hands that made me bleed,
I stayed so quiet when I needed sound.
They called me weak—so I remained,
just long enough to not break down.

I fell where air can’t reach the lungs,
where pride dissolves into a prayer.
And in the depth of having none,
I found a road that led me there.

When the ground became a fall, I became the way,
when the pain called out my name, I stayed and I obeyed.
I didn’t beg for miracles— I became my own.
From my ruins, I built a sky I could call home.

When the night locked every door, I opened up my eyes,
when everything was over, I began again to rise.
It wasn’t the world that rescued me—
it was the turning inside me.

(La, la, la… la, la, la)
(La, la, la… la, la, la)

I kissed my fear right on the mouth
so it would learn who’s running this.
I watched death sit down in my house,
and told it, “Stay—don’t miss.”

’Cause I’m reborn from what erases,
I stand up from what puts me on the floor.
I keep a storm inside my chest,
and steady hands that ask for more.

I’m not a hostage to my past,
nor to rejection’s fading sound.
If I bleed, I’ll turn to seed.
If I fall, I’ll push off ground.

When the ground became a fall, I became the way,
when the pain called out my name, I stayed and I obeyed.
I didn’t beg for miracles— I became my own.
From my ruins, I built a sky I could call home.

When the night locked every door, I opened up my eyes,
when everything was over, I began again to rise.
It wasn’t the world that rescued me—
it was the turning inside me.

They told me, “Take it—this is fate,”
but fate’s a story told half-right.
I tore the script with restless hands
and wrote my road in broken light.

If heaven never gave a star,
I learned to set the dark on fire.
And if this life gave me walls,
I made them steps— I climbed them higher.

When the ground became a fall, I became the way,
when the pain called out my name, I stayed and I obeyed.
I didn’t beg for miracles— I became my own.
From my ruins, I built a sky I could call home.

When the night locked every door, I opened up my eyes,
when everything was over, I began again to rise.
It wasn’t the world that rescued me—
it was the turning inside me.

And if the night comes back—I know:
I’m not a cage, I’m not a crown.
’Cause even in the dark I learned
the ground… can turn to wings.

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