In the stillness of the midnight air,
Restless dreams pull me under,
I can hear your laughter fade,
Echoes dance like wandering thunder.
Isolation wraps around my heart,
Like a blanket made of shadows,
Every flicker from the fire sparks,
Memories that linger in the meadows.
The walls are closing, silent and stark,
But I keep searching for your light,
Through every creak and whispered sigh,
I feel you here, though you’re out of sight.
Ghosts of the past haunt these halls,
In every room, your memory calls,
Yet in this solitude, I find my peace,
As the flickering flames provide release.
So I’ll stay awake just a little bit longer,
Let the embers warm me as I ponder,
What it means to lose and find,
In the night where fire turned to ash and bind.
And when dawn breaks with gentle grace,
I'll carry your spirit in this place,
For in the isolation, I now can see,
Love ignites even in the coldest decree.
As the morning light melts the dark,
I’ll hold onto those midnight sparks.
In the quiet, I will learn to endure,
Finding strength in echoes, I am secure.
Indie
Midnight, restless, echoes, isolation, fire