In the quiet of the valley, where the whispers softly flow,
A tale of restless hearts will gather 'neath the glow.
Through the trails of faded stories, in the echoes of the night,
We’ll weave a tapestry of hopes, guided by the light.
Where the river meets the mountain, and the shadows softly play,
The secrets of our souls emerge, like stars that fade away.
We sing the songs of yesterday, the laughter and the tears,
And in the warmth of every word, we'll banish all our fears.
In the stillness of the twilight, our dreams take flight once more,
As we chase the shining moments, and we long to explore.
With every note that lingers, like a breeze upon the hill,
We find the strength within our hearts, in the beauty of the still.
So let the quiet guide us, let the shadows lead the way,
In the valley of our spirits, where our hopes will never sway.
For every soul has a journey, and every heart has a song,
Together we’ll keep walking, where we’ve always belonged.
As the stars begin to shimmer and the night begins to fade,
We'll carry forth our stories, and the dreams that we have made.
In the valley full of memories, where the quiet lingers still,
We find a peace everlasting, in the echo of our will.
So here’s to every heartbeat, here’s to every sigh,
In the valley of our dreams, we learn how to fly.
With a smile to guide us onward, and the moonlight's gentle grace,
We'll embrace the dawn together, as we stand in our rightful place.
Folk
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