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Tired of the Chase

Farmrade Reason Tedheke · 🇳🇬 Nigeria
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Lyrics

[male

vocals] (

Gentle

Eastern

Nigeria

flute

melody) (

Soft

Northern

Nigeria

drums

beat)

Oh,

the

heart

is

a

heavy

load

to

carry

I

am

weary,

I

am

really

tired

now

I

wake

up

every

morning

with

a

hope

that

fades

by

noon

Tracing

shadows

of

a

love

that

is

ending

far

too

soon

I

put

my

all

into

the

fire,

but

the

embers

turn

to

grey

Every

promise

that

you

whispered

seems

to

slowly

drift

away

I

am

pouring

out

my

spirit

in

a

vessel

that

is

cracked

Looking

for

the

missing

pieces

that

we

never

really

packed

The

silence

in

this

room

is

getting

louder

every

night

I

am

losing

all

the

vision,

I

am

losing

all

the

light

I

want

to

love,

I

really

want

to

believe

in

the

flame

But

my

heart

is

getting

tired

of

this

lonely,

bitter

game

Oh,

the

struggle

is

too

much,

I

am

breaking

at

the

seams

Chasing

after

ghosts

of

us

and

all

our

shattered

dreams

I

am

tired

of

the

trying,

tired

of

the

constant

pain

Walking

through

the

desert

just

to

wait

for

missing

rain

I

remember

how

we

started

with

a

sweetness

in

our

souls

Now

the

rhythm

of

our

story

is

just

taking

heavy

tolls

I

check

my

phone

to

see

if

there

is

any

word

from

you

But

the

silence

is

a

message

that

is

piercing

through

and

through

My

friends

say

I

should

leave

it,

that

I’

m

walking

on

the

edge

But

I’

m

still

standing

here

alone

upon

this

fragile

ledge

Is

it

worth

the

heavy

price

that

I

am

paying

in

my

chest?

To

keep

on

fighting

for

a

love

that

never

gave

me

rest

I

want

to

love,

I

really

want

to

believe

in

the

flame

But

my

heart

is

getting

tired

of

this

lonely,

bitter

game

Oh,

the

struggle

is

too

much,

I

am

breaking

at

the

seams

Chasing

after

ghosts

of

us

and

all

our

shattered

dreams

I

am

tired

of

the

trying,

tired

of

the

constant

pain

Walking

through

the

desert

just

to

wait

for

missing

rain (

Saxophone

solo

wailing

in

the

distance)

I

have

given

all

my

silver,

I

have

given

all

my

gold

But

the

heart

I

tried

to

warm

is

remaining

very

cold

I

cannot

force

the

blooming

of

a

flower

in

the

sand

I

cannot

keep

on

holding

to

a

phantom,

shifting

hand

So

I’

m

packing

up

my

spirit,

I’

m

reclaiming

all

my

peace

Asking

for

the

heavy

load

of

sorrow

to

decrease

It

is

painful

to

acknowledge

that

the

road

has

reached

its

end

But

I

cannot

be

a

lover

to

a

heart

I

cannot

mend

I

wish

you

well

in

all

the

spaces

where

you

choose

to

go

But

I

am

stopping

this

surrender,

I

am

letting

go

of

woe

I

want

to

love,

I

really

want

to

believe

in

the

flame

But

my

heart

is

getting

tired

of

this

lonely,

bitter

game

Oh,

the

struggle

is

too

much,

I

am

breaking

at

the

seams

Chasing

after

ghosts

of

us

and

all

our

shattered

dreams

I

am

tired

of

the

trying,

tired

of

the

constant

pain

Walking

through

the

desert

just

to

wait

for

missing

rain (

Slow

piano

chords

fading

out)

I

am

tired...

so

tired

of

trying (

Saxophone

notes

lingering)

Just

let

it

fade,

let

it

go

Peace

at

last,

peace

at

last.

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