In the dawn of a whisper, the day begins to rise,
With sunlit forests calling under wide-open skies.
We’ll wander through the shadows, where all the wild things roam,
In the heart of the earth, we’ll find our way back home.
Rolling fields of golden grain, dancing in the breeze,
A tapestry of memories, weaving through the trees.
With every step we take, the echoes softly bind,
In the warmth of our laughter, the past is intertwined.
Chorus of the evening, where the stars gently sing,
With acoustic ballads flowing, like a river in the spring.
The gentle breezes carry our dreams across the land,
In the sweet embrace of twilight, let our hearts expand.
Every heartfelt rhythm softly treads upon the ground,
In the solace of the moment, we are forever found.
Beneath the moon's bright gaze, our spirits intertwine,
As we dance with the shadows, you’ll be forever mine.
Open horizons beckon, as we chase the fading light,
Together in this journey, we’ll paint the world each night.
With warm harmonies surrounding, like a soothing balm,
In the presence of your love, I find my truest calm.
So let’s sing our stories into the velvet skies above,
With acoustic threads of solace, woven soft with love.
For every step we take, in these sunlit, sacred glades,
We’ll cherish every moment, in the beauty that pervades.
In the gentle touch of twilight, our journey finds its way,
With every heartfelt rhythm leading us to stay.
Together in this silence, where our souls can softly blend,
We’ll hold this glow forever, as the day comes to an end.
Folk
Open horizons, sunlit forests, acoustic ballads, warm harmonies, gentle breezes, rolling fields, heartfelt rhythms
Folk
Open horizons, sunlit forests, acoustic ballads, warm harmonies, gentle breezes, rolling fields, heartfelt rhythms