A painted dawn of golden gray
The 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 tapestry of dreams we weave
To find the truths we still believe
The winds of change a quiet guide
Through empty fields we'll coincide
The echoes hum the gentle tone The 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 tapestry of dreams we weave
To find the truths we still believe