Down by the river where dreams flow,
We gather ‘round the glowing fire’s glow,
With hearts wide open, our souls laid bare,
In the crisp night air, we find our prayer.
The stars are flickering like stories untold,
As shadows dance softly, the night unfolds,
With laughter and whispers, our worries cease,
In the warmth of the flames, we find our peace.
Voices are rising like the smoke to the sky,
Each tale a thread in the fabric of time,
We share our sorrows, our hopes, our fears,
In a circle of comforts where every heart hears.
Chasing the embers, we watch them glide,
Like fleeting moments, they drift with the tide,
But every spark carries a memory's sigh,
Awakening visions that never say die.
So hold onto the moments, don’t let them flee,
In the arms of the night, we're forever free,
With the river beside us, we’ll journey on,
Through the tapestry woven, our spirits are strong.
And as the fire fades, and the dawn draws near,
We promise the night will always be here,
With nature’s embrace, our souls intertwine,
By the river where dreams flow, forever we'll shine.
Folk
river, campfire, soul, dreams, peace