In this world of silhouettes, we wander hand in hand,
Through dark horizons, where shadows make their stand.
Silent war behind our eyes, it whispers like a breeze,
Chasing ghosts of what we were, like echoes through the trees.
Broken mirrors on the ground, reflecting our despair,
Shattered peace beneath our feet, we tread without a care.
Vanishing truth in the twilight, slips away like sand,
Scattered dreams are lost and found, like footprints in the land.
Every heartbeat, a battle cry, but silence wears the crown,
These scars we wear like banners now, in a city made of sound.
Each day a fight, we dance alone, a masquerade of fears,
Ensnared by the illusions, we’ve been holding back the years.
Whispers turn to thunder, and the night begins to scream,
As we navigate the ruins of a fractured, distant dream.
We’ll piece together fragments, let the colors bleed anew,
In a canvas of our making, we’ll paint what’s always true.
So take my hand, let’s face the dusk, ignite the fading light,
Through dark horizons, we will walk, into the endless night.
With every step, we’ll find our way, no matter what we choose,
For in this life of scattered dreams, there’s still so much to lose.
And as the stars collide above, we’ll find the strength to soar,
No longer bound by shadows, we’ll break through every door.
Together we’ll embrace the dawn, a brand new song to sing,
For in the heart of chaos, there’s a peace that hope can bring.
Alternative
Dark horizons, Silent war, Chasing ghosts, Shattered peace, Vanishing truth, Scattered dreams
Alternative
Dark horizons, Silent war, Chasing ghosts, Shattered peace, Vanishing truth, Scattered dreams