A crimson bloom of fleeting grace
Fresh between time's tender embrace
A book is closed, its pages fade
A memory lost in silence slayed
Where do the crimson petals fall?
In time the circles, they answer the call
A fragile trace, a fleeting line in
line Of lives and dreams now intertwined
The train departs, the tracks align
The past dissolves in shadow time
Not the leaving nor the stay
But the quiet in between sway
Where do the crimson petals fall?
In time the circles, they answer the call
A fragile trace,
a fleeting line in line Of lives and dreams now intertwined
A sailor's hymn, a ship at sea
Whispers of eternity
The rose it holds, its secrets bare
A fleeting bloom beyond despair
The tide it turns,
the wind it screams Guiding hearts through distant dreams
Petals drift where no one knows A path the crimson flower chose
Where do the crimson petals fall?
In time the circles, they answer the call
A fragile trace, a fleeting line in line
Of lives and dreams now intertwined