A crimson bloom, a fleeting grace
Press between time's tender embrace
The book is closed, its pages fade
A memory lost to silence lays Where do the crimson petals fall?
In timeless echoes they answer the call
A fragile trace, a fleeting light
Of lives and dreams now intertwined
The train departs, the tracks align
The past dissolves in shadow time
Not the leaving nor the staying But the quiet in between swaying
Where do the crimson petals fall?
In timeless echoes they answer the call
A fragile trace,
a fleeting light Of lives and dreams now intertwined
A sailor's hymn,
a ship at sea
Whispers of eternity
A rose that holds its secrets bare A fleeting bloom beyond despair
Where do the crimson petals fall?
In timeless echoes they
answer the call
A fragile trace,
a fleeting light Of lives and dreams now intertwined