📚 The oldest songs kept moving… | Before We Learned The Land #music #ailig

Link to track - BEFORE WE LEARNED THE LAND
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Podcast - BEFORE WE LEARNED THE LAND
https://youtu.be/VM28GwJykSA

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Lyrics:
BEFORE WE LEARNED THE LAND
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Before the road,
before the flame,
before we gave
the stars their names...
there was
the deep.

Something moves
beneath the blue,
too large
to need
our understanding.
No hurry.
No destination
we could name.
Only miles
of ancient water
folding softly
from its way.

And somewhere
in the darkness,
a voice
becomes a wave.
Travels farther
than our language...
then disappears
again.

Before we learned the land,
we belonged to water.
Before we learned to stand,
we were carried too.
Maybe that's why
the ocean feels like memory,
and something in the deep
still feels
like coming home.

A mother turns.
Beside her
something smaller
follows every movement
through the blue.
No words for love.
No need for one.
A body close.
A shadow near.
A thousand generations
knowing
what to do.

Before we learned the land,
we belonged to water.
Before our walls,
before our flags,
before we learned
to divide the world.
Maybe that's why
the ocean feels like memory,
and something in the deep
still recognizes us.

Take away
the clothes.
The clocks.
The names.
The little things
we built
to tell ourselves
who we are.
Underwater...
we become
heartbeat,
breath,
bone,
skin,
silence.
Fragile again.

Two bodies
turn beneath the surface,
slowly falling
toward the light.
Curled like questions
never answered,
waiting somewhere
before life.
And far beyond them
a giant rises...
breaking gravity
for one impossible
second.

Before we learned the land,
we belonged to water.
And perhaps
some part of us
never really left.
We built our cities
far above it,
gave ourselves
a thousand names...
while the oldest songs
kept moving
through the dark
without us.

One breath.
One breach.
One moment
between ocean
and sky.
Then the water
closes...
as if nothing
had happened.
And the song
goes on.