Through the haze, a voice I hear, Echoes carried through the atmosphere. A shadow dances, a fleeting spark, Guiding me through the endless dark. Fragments of tomorrow in the sky, Fading whispers, never asking why. Hold my hand, through the waves we’ll run, In the light of a rising sun. Stars align, but the path is torn, Through the fractures, a world reborn. The earth still hums with a quiet plea, In the sound, we find what’s meant to be. Feel the rhythm, it pulls us near, Through the chaos, we find what's clear. In the silence, the pulse remains, A timeless song in endless chains. Fragments of tomorrow in the sky, Fading whispers, never asking why. Hold my hand, through the waves we’ll run, In the light of a rising sun. Through the silence, I hear the call, A distant echo that binds us all. The fragments fade, but the light remains, A gentle rhythm through endless plains.
