There's a hush above the wise tonight,
a quiet hum beneath the light.
Our breath turns silver,
soft and slow,
as time forgets which way to go.
The stars are cold,
the clouds don't cry,
the satellites just drift and die.
And all that's left of you and I sleeps beneath the frozen sky.
The
echoes fade but not the glow,
the warmth we built so long ago.
Beneath the frozen sky,
where love refused to die,
the world turned off its light,
but
we still learned to shine.
Through silence we comply,
through
static lullabies,
our hearts still amplify.
The
flute is what you gave God,
take care of it with all your heart.
It's a gift from heaven,
protect it with love and devotion.
If the star shines again,
value and care for what God gives you.
Because if it leaves, it won't come back,
and what you lost won't come back.
Time decides everything,
but what's born in God has no end.
It's eternal if you know how to take care of it,
a love that no one can pay.
Oh,
if the star shines again,
value itt care for what, God gives you.
Beneath the frozen sky
Maybe warmth was never gone
Just buried deep where codes belong
A pulse, a spark, a fleeting sign
Of what we lost but left behind
And when the circuit ceases to hum
We'll find the light where we came from
A dream that dares to justify The truth beneath the frozen sky
Beneath the frozen sky The ghosts still unify
Their songs are what survives Still echoed,
still alive
Though the stars won't reply We never say goodbye
We live,
we burn, we try Beneath the frozen sky