In colors of freedom, we paint the sky,
With whispers of stories on the breeze that fly.
The dawn breaks gently, igniting our dreams,
A canvas of hope where nothing's as it seems.
Each shadow we dance in, a tale left untold,
With the weight of tomorrow wrapped up in our hold.
But under the surface, a fire will ignite,
As we shed our old layers, and step into light.
Let the winds carry secrets, the rivers release
The burdens we've carried, our longing for peace.
In twilight's embrace, where the wildflowers bloom,
We'll weave our own magic, in the quietest room.
With every heartbeat, a rhythm so sweet,
We rise from the ashes, our journey complete.
When the world tries to chain us, we’ll laugh and we'll sing,
In the colors of freedom, our spirits take wing.
So let the stories flow, like rivers so wide,
We'll travel together, with hope as our guide.
In the tapestry woven, our futures align,
With every step forward, our hearts intertwine.
In colors of freedom, the echoes will play,
A promise of morning that lights up the gray.
And as we keep running, hand in hand we'll be,
Forever in motion, where we find our decree.
We’ll hold onto this feeling, like stars in the night,
For in every story, there’s a chance to unite.
Together we'll wander, through valleys and height,
In colors of freedom, we’ll find our own light.
Indie
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