| Lời: Patricia Lewis
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Golden hands that shape the air
Dreams dissolve without a care
Shadows linger, pulling tight
A fleeting dance of borrowed light
Through the veil we grasp and fall
Echoes answer
every call
Hope rekindles,
faintly gleams Lost amid forgotten dreams
Winds of change may carry none Yet we chase the setting sun
Silent whispers fill the skies Promise fades but never dies
Bound by threads of what could be Breaking free to taste the sea
Through the veil we grasp and fall
Echoes answer every call
Hope rekindles,
faintly gleams Lost amid forgotten dreams
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