A painted doll of golden gray
Whispers linger far away
Through fragile moments time expands
A fleeting dance across the sands
The sky remembers every name
The stars ignite yet never claim
A tapless tree of dreams we need To find the truths we still believe
The winds of change a quiet guide Through empty fields we coincide
The echoes hum a gentle tone
A solace found when we're alone
Through the dust the world aligns The rhythm ties our broken lines
The sky remembers every name The stars ignite yet never claim
A tapless tree of dreams we need To find the truths we still believe
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