The Top from Anagram by Harutosu

Rust on the rail, and the wind in my teeth
I’ve been chasing this cliff through the silence beneath
Where the lighthouse hums like a prayer off-key
And the sky writes riddles I’ll never read

My hands are shaking, but not from cold
It’s the weight of truths I never told
Each breath tastes like salt and steel
And I don’t know which part of this is real
Clouds roll slow like a film on pause
The world feels holy without a cause
I count each crack in the weathered stone
But nothing up here feels like home

I’m not running — I’m just done
Not broken — just undone
The sea looks soft, like it could heal
Or maybe swallow what I feel

I saw it all from the beacon’s eye
Held my breath as the waves replied
No fear — just the fall
Just the fall
Just the fall

No one sees the climb, just the leap
They don’t hear the nights I didn’t sleep
The thousand lives I faked in smiles
The quiet wars behind my style
The sky turns amber, bruised and wide
And still I stand, no place to hide
The gulls don’t sing, they scream instead
Like they know the thoughts inside my head

This isn't sorrow — it’s clarity
The kind that only comes standing free
Above the noise, above regret
Where even pain forgets to fret

Maybe I was never meant to stay
Maybe I’ve been drifting anyway
But here I burn, I shimmer, I gleam
I’m more alive inside this dream

No gods left here, just wind and sky
No answers waiting for the why
I leave my name, I leave the fear
And step beyond the atmosphere
This isn’t loss, it’s something more
The sea’s a door I’ve seen before
It pulled me once when I was young
Promised peace in a foreign tongue
Now I return, not as a ghost
But as the thing I needed most
Not falling – flying toward release
The crash, the quiet, the final peace

Call me gone, but call me true
I never really lived till I looked at you
The blue horizon, wide and deep
And now — I finally sleep

I saw it all from the light so high
Let the silence cut the sky
No more waiting
No more pain
Just the fall, and the rain

If you ever reach that place alone
Know the wind can feel like home
Let go slow, let go clean
And become the sea unseen

• Electronic
• Experimental
• IDM
• ambient
• dark electro
• London