00:27Morning Climbs
00:29The quiet hills, steam of tea, a woven shawl
00:40Grandma hums an ancient line, hands at rest, heart hears the call
00:52Breath of Cain against the sky, one lone note
00:57The world stands still
01:04Maraca sand like distant rain
01:10Tiny storms you learn to feel
01:17Let the panpipes sing so slowly, like a river finding stone
01:24Every trembling grain that's shaking, counts the beats of staying home
01:30All the winds are small and gentle, like the air on mountain skin
01:36I am breathing, I am listening
01:42That's a wind
01:48That's a wind
02:08Market fades, the night comes soft
02:11Land in smoke and quiet talk
02:14Father's chair, a simple tune, echoes down the dusty walk
02:23Every breath, a patient step, every shake, a healing wave
02:30Losing rush and losing noise, keeping what the elders gave
02:39Let the panpipes sing so slowly, like a river finding stone
02:46Every trembling grain, every trembling grain that's shaking, counts the beats of staying home
02:52All the winds are small and gentle, like the air on mountain skin
02:58I am breathing, I am breathing
03:03I am breathing, I am listening
03:04That's a wind
03:11I don't need a roaring crowd, just these mountains leaning near
03:17Just this flutter in my chest, just this song I almost hear
03:27Let the panpipes sing so slowly, like a river finding stone
03:33Let the panpipes sing so slowly, like a river finding stone
03:35Every trembling grain that's shaking, counts the beats of staying home
03:40All the winds I keep in silence, in the spaces tucked within
03:45I am breathing, I am breathing, I am listening
03:51That's a wind
03:57That's a wind
04:00That's a wind
04:12That's a wind
04:18That's a wind
04:19That's a wind
04:19That's a wind
04:19That's a wind
04:20That's a wind
04:23That's a wind
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