In the ghostly light where shadows play,
The echoes of our dreams drift far away,
Out where the broken tide meets the shore,
I’m searching for the echoes, the ones we swore.
Whispers ride on the solstice mist,
Carrying secrets that time can’t resist,
Beneath the celestial veil, we dared to fly,
Painted in colors we hoped would not die.
In this faded reverie, all hearts entwined,
Chasing the memories we wished to rewind,
Though the world might stumble and lose its song,
We’ll dance on the edge where the wild things run.
With every pulse in the night’s embrace,
We’ll weave our tales through the vast, empty space,
Lost in the harmony, where silence is loud,
We’ll gather our pieces, rise against the crowd.
Through storms and shadows, we’ll carve our name,
Embers of hope that will never wane,
As the stars are scattered like wishes set free,
We’ll find our way back to the heart of the sea.
No longer bound by time’s cruel disguise,
We’ll savor the twilight as day slowly dies,
Hand in hand, with the veil now undone,
We’ll echo through time until we become one.
So let’s breathe in this moment, let it ignite,
As the future draws near, shattering the night,
In this radiant echo, we’ll forever strive,
To live through the twilight, as long as we’re alive.
Alternative
Radiant Echo, Broken Tide, Celestial Veil, Solstice Mist, Faded Reverie