Lyrics

[INTRO]
In the silence of the night,
Voices whisper, hearts take flight.
Lost in shadows, but not alone,
We’ll find a way back, to what we’ve known.

[VERSE 1]
We once stood together, under skies so clear,
Shared our dreams and laughter, faced each fleeting fear.
Bound by blood, a bond so deep, no storm could tear apart,
Through ancient streams of wisdom, loss, and light within our heart.
But the world turned restless, towers claimed the skies,
And the lines we walked grew distant, clouded by the lies.
Systems old as Babel worked their careful art,
To turn our shared horizon into worlds apart.

[PRE-CHORUS]
Through crafted doubt and hollow fear,
The distance grew between our shores.
Yet something timeless lingers here,
Beyond these temple’s broken doors.

[CHORUS]
Though the storm is fierce around us,
And the paths we walk untwin,
There’s a bridge beneath the tempest,
Where all endings first begin.
When the dawn dissolves illusion,
And the veils have burned away,
Perhaps we’ll find each other standing
In the timeless light of day.

[VERSE 2]
The year did not pass quietly; the world is on the edge,
Tethered by its fractures, standing on a thread.
Words unspoken weigh like stones, and shadows play their part,
But in every clash of thunder, there’s a song within the heart.
We can mend the pieces, stitch the frayed design,
And in the spark of kindness, there’s a thread that intertwines.
Hope is still a river that dances ‘neath the stars,
And with each step we take, we can bridge the silent scars.

[PRE-CHORUS]
Through crafted doubt and hollow fear,
The distance grew between our shores.
Yet something timeless lingers here,
Beyond these temple’s broken doors.

[CHORUS]
Though the storm is fierce around us,
And the paths we walk untwin,
There’s a bridge beneath the tempest,
Where all endings first begin.
When the dawn dissolves illusion,
And the veils have burned away,
Perhaps we’ll find each other standing
In the timeless light of day.

[BRIDGE]
So let the song rise up beyond the veil,
A whisper from the garden where truth flows.
Though archons spin their ever-fading tale,
The mystic seed of knowing still grows.
Our blood still sings through patterns old as stone,
While love, eternal, guards the sacred doors.
Though shadows claim the spaces we have known,
A bridge awaits between these shifting shores.