Waking in a dream of shattered glass
Where colors swirl and time won't pass
The world is spinning in an endless hue
I'm lost in the fragments trying to break through
I hear the whispers, I hear the call
A symphony of silence,
a rising fall I trace the lines that no one sees
In the maze of thoughts I find my release I hear the whispers,
I hear the call
A symphony of silence,
a rising fall I trace the lines that no one sees
In the maze of thoughts I find my release Painted skies,
a broken light
I'm running through the black and
white Chasing echoes of a distant sound
In this art I've never found
Dancing with shadows that move like fire
The canvas bleeds with unspoken desire I'm bound to the rhythm,
lost in the pace
A fleeting moment,
a fading grace I hear the whispers,
I hear the call A symphony of silence,
a rising fall I trace the lines that no one sees In
the maze of thoughts I find my release Painted skies,
a broken light I'm running through the black and white
Chasing echoes of a distant sound In this art I've never found
I take my soul,
a canvas of confusion Yet I'm whole,
every stroll's every tear
A masterpiece,
but it's unclear Worn edges of a fractured mind
And every note I'm left behind I'm searching for a place to stand
In the art of silence I'm bound by hand
Painted skies,
a broken light I'm running through the black and white
Chasing echoes of a distant sound In this art I've never found
Endless circles,
endless waves In the fragments I'll stay white