In the shadow of our fading light,
We lost some stars, but we kept the fight,
Pressure builds, like a storm in the night,
Searching for a way to set things right.
Moments linger like echoes in the breeze,
Familiar whispers cut through the trees,
Memories like autumn leaves, scattered wide,
In a dance of colors that refuse to hide.
Rising through the fall, we're finding our way,
Picking up pieces, as dreams start to sway,
When the weight of the world begins to crack,
We'll brace ourselves and take the leap back.
Every pulse and heartbeat resonates,
With shadows lurking, testing our fates,
A fragile balance, it teeters and bends,
But we'll stand tall, the break never ends.
Moments like windows, reflecting our souls,
In the depths of despair, we uncover our goals,
When all seems lost, and the walls start to close,
A spark ignites, from the ashes we chose.
Rising through the fall, the dawn's breaking pale,
With every shattered piece, we’ll write a new tale,
For every collapse that brought us to ground,
We'll rise from the silence, a new strength we've found.
So let the winds blow and the tides come to call,
We'll gather together, we won't let it fall,
In the heart of the storm, we carry the fire,
Rising through the fall, taking dreams even higher.
In moments of clarity, we see and reflect,
Embracing the journey, with all its effects,
Through memories woven, we'll find our resolve,
And in the end, it’s love that will evolve.
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