Idelle McCrea delivers a haunting anthem for the displaced and the resilient. “Haven in the Wasteland” is the sound of carving a life out of shifting sands. It’s a track that acknowledges the silos whispering their secrets and the “dirge for love” that lingers in the tunnels, but it ultimately chooses the “shelter from the darkness” over the despair of the storm.
The Soul Beneath the Silos
The track captures the eerie beauty of a world where the lost winds moan through earthen lairs. Idelle’s voice, clear and piercing like a canyon whistle, carries a “soul so bare” that it feels like a physical presence in the room. It’s a reminder that even when the sky is broken, the dawn is something you can reclaim with your own two hands—as long as you’re willing to keep repairing the hope you have left.
HAVEN IN THE WASTELAND
by: Idelle McCrea
Haven in the wasteland built with trembling hands
Walls of rusted metal ‘neath the shifting sands
Through the storm spire’s wail where the cold winds play
I carved a home for memories that won’t fade away
Oh haven in the wasteland standin strong and true
Shelter from the darkness where my heart holds you
In the silence of the night where the lost winds moan
This roof is my redemption far from any throne
The silos whisper secrets in their hollow frame
Love once warmed these walls now it’s just my name
With every board I nail through the burrowing hum
I build a fragile fortress where our dreams still come
Oh haven in the wasteland standin strong and true
Shelter from the darkness where my heart holds you
In the silence of the night where the lost winds moan
This roof is my redemption far from any throne
The worms below keep singin in their earthen lair
A dirge for love that lingers in the rad-soaked air
Yet I’ll raise these walls with a soul so bare
Till the dawn reclaims the hope I still repair
Oh haven in the wasteland standin strong and true
Shelter from the darkness where my heart holds you
In the silence of the night where the lost winds moan
This roof is my redemption far from any throne
Haven in the wasteland ‘neath the broken sky
Where my heart finds shelter as the years go by
Though the world lies shattered I’ll defend this space
With a love-built roof in the wasteland’s embrace