Through the river of dusk where the wild winds play,
I wander my journey, as shadows grow long,
The echo of memories in the twilight's embrace,
I hum to the moonlight, I weave my own song.
With the stones at my feet and the stars in my eyes,
I dance with the whispers of the night’s gentle sighs,
Each twist of the current, each flicker of flame,
Reminds me of laughter, and calling my name.
The trees lean in close, sharing secrets untold,
As the sky wraps around me in hues of soft gold,
I’ll follow the whispers, I’ll chase down the light,
To the heart of the river, where day turns to night.
The miles stretch behind me, the road winds ahead,
With the promise of dreams in the songs that I've said,
So I’ll journey forever, whatever I find,
For the river of dusk is a balm to my mind.
And when I reach the shore where the starlight will gleam,
I’ll weave all my stories into one final dream,
With the winds as my witness, this heart I will bring,
To the river of dusk, where forever I sing.
So here by the water, with the night drawing near,
I'll wrap up my journey, embracing the clear,
For love is a river that flows ever strong,
In the arms of the dusk, I’ve finally found home.
Folk
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